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Continúa, Has publicado abr 09, 2014
(Previously Known as Just One of The Guys)

Cathy Brooks used to be the girl who partied hard and exercised her free rights by riding dangerously on the wild side without a care in the world. She was used to everyone gossiping and spreading rumors about her; in fact, she had enjoyed it, loving the attention as if this was her own reality tv show. 

However, when Cathy experiences the sharp downfall that comes with riding on the wild side without a seat belt or cushion to soften the blow, she realizes that being in the spotlight, being a part of the gossip culture, isn't what it's cracked up to be.....

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