Goodness! It was a gentle day in spring and all the world was offering a chance to do one’s little thing with no one ever worrying. It was then she spoke to me in jest I did not think she would suggest a walk, her arm around my waist it really was not in good taste. I did I think because you see, I... Sign in to see full entry.
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