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by monice mitchell simms The large woman, suddenly spent, threw back her head and fell back, as if the sanctified air, it self, was going to catch her. Merry scurried to run out the aisle, but couldn’t. Excellent was standing in her way, holding up one of the large woman’s gigantic arms and cradling her […]
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Published on February 23, 2015 08:52
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