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| in the back seat of a pick up she held his hand and they kissed. she smiled with relief thinking that he was the one, he was the one man on this earth that wasn't going to try to take her last bit of pride. but as he slid his hand down he thigh she knew right then this wasn't going to last. it never does. |
Tuesday
sweet and low
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