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rip it out, tear it out...
08.22.2003 | 3:23 a.m.

in heat and in circumstance, she finds herself amongst the alabaster cream. the sperm flavored gossip of a cocktail- and it's all over his hand.

'it's not fair'. she has had her laughs. and an honest lover portrays the lust at the most valid of times...

'we should not be allowed in these bars'. words never spoken, well- not tonight, and she is worn out. he looked the part, as well. this is vital, dear- and not because you are 'most guys'. all the other guys...

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