"I'm Juanita," she said offering her hand
Go home. "
Ralph was oblivious to the view that the house offered, the well kept lawn and bushes because he was watching Juanita's plump rump wiggle and jiggle as he followed her up the walk and into the house. "
. . But here he was, tied to a chair with a bloodied nose, busted lip and swollen cheek and black eye, inside a dimly lit cave and surrounded by fearful, tearful, innocent people
"I'm Juanita," she said offering her hand
Go home. "
Ralph was oblivious to the view that the house offered, the well kept lawn and bushes because he was watching Juanita's plump rump wiggle and jiggle as he followed her up the walk and into the house. "
. . But here he was, tied to a chair with a bloodied nose, busted lip and swollen cheek and black eye, inside a dimly lit cave and surrounded by fearful, tearful, innocent people
"I'm Juanita," she said offering her hand
Go home. "
Ralph was oblivious to the view that the house offered, the well kept lawn and bushes because he was watching Juanita's plump rump wiggle and jiggle as he followed her up the walk and into the house. "
. . But here he was, tied to a chair with a bloodied nose, busted lip and swollen cheek and black eye, inside a dimly lit cave and surrounded by fearful, tearful, innocent people
Lena Larsen Chairtied 2