Wednesday, December 4, 2019
I saw
Lanicia in the bed. I offered her weed red cap. Why, I don't know. The sheets were linen and white, a pale pale blue. Quite pale. The room well softly lit. I smelled vagina. Nut faint whiff. I saw she was pretty and concerned. About me. Lord. No more 0 dollar days. I busted a nut for free. No good for me. Letme go check these tater tots in the oven.
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That surecwould be tight. To live on Carlin again.
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