First, I strut ahead up till I am standing before his very unblinking eyes so as to kneel and bow myself down before his kingly-like presence
. I haven’t threatened or let alone beat or slapped her up. Girls touch each other frequently and even on some indecent—or I should rather say sexual?—organs
. . Anyways, my father remarried a couple years ago; my biological mother, Whitney, married my father 2 years before I was born, and she died in a big pile-up on the Eastern Highway coming home from work when I was a 1-year-old
First, I strut ahead up till I am standing before his very unblinking eyes so as to kneel and bow myself down before his kingly-like presence
. I haven’t threatened or let alone beat or slapped her up. Girls touch each other frequently and even on some indecent—or I should rather say sexual?—organs
. . Anyways, my father remarried a couple years ago; my biological mother, Whitney, married my father 2 years before I was born, and she died in a big pile-up on the Eastern Highway coming home from work when I was a 1-year-old
First, I strut ahead up till I am standing before his very unblinking eyes so as to kneel and bow myself down before his kingly-like presence
. I haven’t threatened or let alone beat or slapped her up. Girls touch each other frequently and even on some indecent—or I should rather say sexual?—organs
. . Anyways, my father remarried a couple years ago; my biological mother, Whitney, married my father 2 years before I was born, and she died in a big pile-up on the Eastern Highway coming home from work when I was a 1-year-old
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