What Honey Feels Like.
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When you think of honey ,you think of something sticky.
Not something so unbelievably soft that a brand new teddy bear would be jealous.
When you think of honey you think of a light golden brown substance that pours slowly.
Not long, tight curls that fall on the shoulders of a girl so gorgeous you wonder what planet of beauty she was forged from.
Maybe you have and you know just who I'm getting at here.
If you have had the pleasure of meeting her, you know just how perfectly sweet Honey can be.
But what you don't know is what it's like to feel her.
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