One-eighth of me, or maybe a tenth, is acutely aware of the approximately 22 inches that separate your shoulder and mine. One casual shift later, I'm four inches closer. I can always just blame it...
One-eighth of me, or maybe a tenth, is acutely aware of the approximately 22 inches that separate your shoulder and mine. One casual shift later, I'm four inches closer. I can always just blame it...
She has never wanted anything but love. Nothing her parents could buy her would make her as happy as that teensy, weensy, little four-letter word. She’d seen couples before, hand-in-hand,...
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