Stilettos
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-So when Guy-Man sauntered into the house one day, strutting forward in his fur coat and a new pair of patent leather stilettos, black with red soles underneath, it gave Thomas some mixed feelings. He wasn’t happy that the six-inches propped Guy-Man up to be level with him, however, the way his calves shaped and sloped, the way his ass seemed to firm lasciviously.. it made up for it. Sort of.
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