Pick Me Up
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MatureComplete Thu, Aug 3, 20173h 55m
Why do you pick me up
Buttercup baby
Just to bring me down.
Deanna is on the edge, no, not the edge of glory but on the edge of desperation.
To master the art of picking up one guy who she truly thinks she is made for, she pulls out frisky pick up lines. Only to pick up a devastatingly handsome coach.
As a man with a lot of notches under his belt buckle and some killer lines he helps Deanna get the man...
But is it really all that easy?
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