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“Over there in the red flannel. He’s got that look about him. You know, the one that says he’s bad for your health, and your heart.”
“Take me out,”
He’s become my sun, and without him, I don’t know which way to turn.
Cowboys don’t blush.
Ahh. My mistake.
But they certainly do beg for my cock, oh so politely.
“Purring for me like a slutty little kitten.”
Raine tells me how pretty he thinks I am. How much of a good boy I am.
