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Hormone Exchange

Ice, I must find and crush, to sooth this Intermittent flush, No, it’s not a blush, It’s not my cup of hot tea, Or our holiday by the sea, It’s just what happening to me my darling Bee! I must undress, but yes I must confess, that was a sweet caress, Let’s put it to the test, And let the hormones do the rest! I feel depressed and low, I really love you Joe, I’m soaking wet, And so are you with sweat, If we were to place a bet, I’m sure that Doctor Sage, Would agree with us, that We have reached that stage When our hormones, have come of age!

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Date: 9/25/2018 6:54:00 AM
LOL, LOL! We all got to get there in our old age, not looking forward to it...Kim
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JENNIFER PROXENOS
Date: 9/25/2018 7:31:00 AM
You are hot when you should be cool and cool when she feel hot! But you'll have company, men go through the change of life as well! Thanks for the comment Kim.
Date: 9/14/2018 5:25:00 PM
Give credit where credit is due, i.e., pheromones were working for you - BIG TIME! Aloha! Rico
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JENNIFER PROXENOS
Date: 9/15/2018 1:42:00 AM
Hi there, Middle age is a strange age, perhaps they were! Tx. for commenting Rico, Best regards, Jennifer