First Impresssions The fiery blast of indignation is apparent. She mans the first major offensive. I did not have chance to explain. This is not about nooky. Nor a game where one concedes defeat And the other just gets lucky. But the big guns are brought up She smoulders intelligently. Equipped with... Sign in to see full entry.
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