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Mary Jane

She was not mine for long. Her man lived in a double-wide, down a dusty Florida road. With mouth and tongue, I explored her the florets, her aromatic buds. When we parted she left me with a cough. Shortly after, I took up with Jack D. Strictly platonic but we do sleep well together.

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