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Can I call you her name?

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  Can I call you her name? She was close And she squeezed me very tightly 'Til I asked awfully politely "Please, can I call you her name? Arctic Monkeys “Cornerstone”.      El hombre estaba destrozado, el corazón lo tenía destruído después de haber traicionado al amor de su vida. Era invierno en las calles de Managua, es decir, que la lluvia no paraba de caer por varias semanas a la vez. Él la había seguido hasta Nicaragua porque, por sus fotos en Instagram clásicas de turista en su propio país, se dió cuenta de su paradero. La persiguió incansablemente, porque después de ese desplante que él mismo le causó a quién más amaba, comenzó a desarrollar una obsesión por su amada, y decidió perseguirla hasta el fin del mundo. En pocas palabras, al país de donde salen todos los diablos.      Era mediados de Junio, la época más lodosa y húmeda en esas zonas de la esfera. Hospedado en el famoso hotel pirámide, el Intercontinental, le nació salir a caminar solo d...

My first "Personal Massager" experience

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          So excited to see that box in the mail, I already knew what it was for the size of it and how it rattled heavily. So pretty in pink... after I was done writing the conceptual map of my second sonnet, I felt already, in spirit, so satisfied with myself. I wasn't even thinking of using it at all since I had bought it with the intention of increasing my business in mind, purely and absolutely cold minded, and of course pleasurable, because in the end that's the nature of my business. Anyways, back to the vibrator story... So there it was, charged to top because I had left it charging and forgot about it. My daughter was being put to bed by her papi , and my son was playing with his grandma... how convenient... I'm alone. I can lock the door and not be bothered. And I felt the need to celebrate 🥂 with something the gestation of my second sonnet. And there it was, telling me to have some fun! Ha! You don't have to tell me twice! So we turned it on... ...