The girl who went­down on me while I tried to shavestand­ing over a sink at the Lons­daleHotel on Salmon Streetin Port­land Sin­gle SuitesBy the Night Week or Monthly! I remem­berher round brown eyes,and slow roll of shoul­derblade; her brow, wet­from the bath, allthat steam in there and the heav­enly dol­lopsof Bar­ba­sol lather fallingon her pony­tail braid like […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…