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After Class

ewe wore a woolen mini skirt with thighs as sheer as indigenous mountains raised high upon tilted pedestals charcoal straps protecting the achilles' tendon yet exposing your callous sole an openness of character denotes your legs' spread creamy latte cinnamon brown aromatic appetizers before the main course um...umm...um the mantra echoed through the cavernous recess hundreds of eyes blind to what women want nervous flailing of the pointer endangers my tactful approach belabored lecturing covering all possible angles except the corner pocket after class

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