Thursday, September 08, 2005

“I don’t know why I am telling you all this…”

II


I was always in need of money
For the small fancy stuff – the wine, the eating out, the sexy lingerie, the flashing wallets with loads of cash in it
It wasn’t as if I didn’t have any or I would die without it
But I never seemed to have enough
And I had my own means of acquiring it
I didn’t earn it, nor did I steal it, but it’s not mine either

13 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I = U ?

6:44 pm  
Blogger diana christine said...

...i feel i'm in the middle of the middle and am eager for your next bit of light for where i am headed...

9:58 pm  
Blogger chaos said...

IF...
there was just another zero at the end of the amount displayed in the bank statement ;0

well J... i guess that's the story with almost everyone :D

12:15 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That would mean , you have got yourself one rich boyfriend Ms Jayaraman.

11:08 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

enjoy the booty..

1:28 pm  
Blogger Sudipta Chatterjee said...

Hmmm... collecting hafta, lately?? :D

1:53 pm  
Blogger arvindiyer said...

Congratulations...!!

3:33 pm  
Blogger Manu said...

In all its perverse, I think stealing lingerie is a turn-on. Some things can't be helped ya know!

4:35 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Now that is a spellbinder of a finish...will there be a Part III telling us how you acquired it? Or shall I let my imagination loose ..;)

Thanks for the compliments :)

4:49 pm  
Blogger . : A : . said...

Riddle me this, riddle me that?

;-)

6:45 pm  
Blogger A Chrysanthemum by any other name... said...

Actually not totally feminine. A nice mix.

11:37 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Why are you tell me all this?

4:57 pm  
Blogger phatichar said...

:)

7:27 pm  

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