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trashy women
Nope. All of the nope.
on the lips
“There was a bathroom out near the pool, if I remember correctly.
“You flicked me!” he exclaimed, coming to a stop right beside me at the island counter. “Ah yeah,” I agreed, continuing with my flour measurements. “Like fifteen minutes ago. Don’t tell me that was your off switch and it took you this long to reboot?”
aught
Ought
self-pity
Errrr... Grief ?!
self-pity.
It's not self pity! It's grief! And NO ONE should feel guilty for grief 😠
walking away with a definite swagger to his step. Probably the way you had to walk to deal with a giant boner.
