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Charlotte, Feel My Caress
Gorgeous Charlotte was the goddess of illegal sex, no restrictions applied to her naughty affections; I met her last December at the Platinum Dolls... she drove everybody crazy, even policeman Alex! Here's the question they asked me frequently, " Why do young girls prefer mature gentlemen? " Is that because they are generous, not stingy? " I noticed one of them brought in his oldest son! Charlotte was a run-away and hung out with tattooed trolls, on most nights she looked for customers in the darkest halls; and without a plan for tomorrow, she trusted her distorted belief... Fentanyl took her worthless life leaving her parents tons of grief! What satisfied Charlotte completely was a large sum of money, it certainly tamed the hungry beast dwelling inside her instantly; and selling her body to the elite gave her access to deadly Fentanyl... she binged on a bottle of Vodka daily, her outlook on life was cynical! Ah, Charlotte...I could have saved you from a tragic death not anticipated, so little sleep and Fentanyl took you to the shallow grave of the disgraced; ah, Charlotte...you decided to live shamelessly: living it up and caring less, and laying in a coffin colder than stone, I whisper, " Charlotte, feel my caress!"
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