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Never took much for me.
An unbuttoned pair of pant with the zipper just down a few teeth, thumbs in belt loops, big grin and a raised eyebrow.
He usually ended up flat on his back before he could blink.
I like focusing completely on him, watching his toes curl, listening to him moan.
His problem was when I wanted to complete it.
Some guilt complex or something.
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House
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Originally Posted by Plan9
Just realize that you're armed with smart but heavily outnumbered.
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The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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