She whispers his name over and over, as if she can, by force of will alone, return him to her
Big Ass. She drapes the shirt over the pillow next to her and climbs into bed, centering herself in the middle. She surveys their collection and pulls a random chardonnay from the wall; discerning varying wine properties is not her avocation
. . War groans while looking into my eyes
She whispers his name over and over, as if she can, by force of will alone, return him to her
Big Ass. She drapes the shirt over the pillow next to her and climbs into bed, centering herself in the middle. She surveys their collection and pulls a random chardonnay from the wall; discerning varying wine properties is not her avocation
. . War groans while looking into my eyes
She whispers his name over and over, as if she can, by force of will alone, return him to her
Big Ass. She drapes the shirt over the pillow next to her and climbs into bed, centering herself in the middle. She surveys their collection and pulls a random chardonnay from the wall; discerning varying wine properties is not her avocation
. . War groans while looking into my eyes
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