After that weekend touring her new school, I thought of how much I was going to miss her while she was away…(read more)
A scorching September Saturday in 1997. There’s rowdy cheering and laughter of children running and hopping around outside, and metal … More
“Next time I find you drunk and passed out on the side walk…I’m leaving you there.”
Her lips frown as if she smells a rancid stench while her head nods side to side.
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“Do you know what happened to her?” Olivia asks in a low murmur.
“…I always knew he was the one,” she says.
“Spinsters are never this hot…”
My matching lace bra and panties are somewhere on his cherrywood floor, but I was mentally prepared to go home last night to my vibrator.
Before you assume that I’m a lazy pyramid scheme running, escort just know that I believe I have helped people!
For the love of a yogi