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Ruben the Teaser

Ruben, The Teaser I knew it was her when she entered the cafe had seen her before in a fake painting behind a bar in downtown New York this Rubenesque a woman only this time she wore a short frock. those thighs could so easily strangulate man, and through her dress her nipples were big and visible. She had a glow in her face of a woman who had just made love or was going to Forty years too old, a sigh and I concentrated on the schnitzel I was eating with salad and no spuds.

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