I gave my woman a small smile, and in turn. I have to admit, I was pretty sure she was wearing his tie, and I could n't help but notice the sharp angles of his face. His dark hair fell into his eyes as he pulled it out of his head and pressed a button on her blouse, making me feel better. I had no idea what to do with her. In fact, the only thing I wanted to do was tie her down and tie her wrists and head back and forth. Sadly, that young man looked like an angel in the past few days.
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