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| The woman at the pool, extracts from Jay G Helwig |
Whether it be morning or night or the twilight in Paris she would never leave the poolside, she might skinny-dip but that might be just what she needed to wipe away his smell and
the taste of his lips
another weekend has been survived. this time it was the Sliema art festival. tomorrow I'm back to cycling, ginger tea, and kale cleanse. peace out!
the taste of his lips
another weekend has been survived. this time it was the Sliema art festival. tomorrow I'm back to cycling, ginger tea, and kale cleanse. peace out!
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