Sweet Charllene
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"Im Charllene".
"Im Kevin Mayers"
"Nice to meet you Kevin"she looked down to her feet
"Nice to meet you Charllene"I said softly .
I loved the way her name rolled on my tounge and her shyness was attractive .Charllene. her name was was just beau.
Her tone was sweet and her rythm stayed in side my mind, Her flawless brown hair casscaded down her back and down to her waist.
Her lips were a hot pink and I got lost in her ebony eyes that popped from her beautiful soft skin.
She was beautiful .
She was mesmerizing
She was amazing
She was sweet
She was sweet..sweet Charllene
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