An ordinary Woman in the Super Market She was just an ordinary woman, but I could not let it be. Sometimes one feels the need to wonder if this is true. Her hair seemed softer and her face a timeless mystery. I could see rings upon her fingers and of course I knew that I should be careful, she had a... Sign in to see full entry.
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