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battling for her life. I get so ashamed of myself to go see her in t

ey to pay up. If not for your help, I don’t know what I would

tever. You can have a rethink but if not, I’ll fix something for

d see her hesitant,

ng better doing or I have a big breakthrough through mo

wild orchid flowers or I will change my mind.” I ran into the b

pping myself off my clothes, got my coconut body gel all over

wer. I had to clean up and apply my body lotion, there was

he mirror and it clapped obedie

kfast! What are you doing there? I hope you ain’t m

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oor, a nice piece of star jewellery wit

offered me a facial black mask, I loo

e a billion-do

ld put on a show and satisfy their lustful desires. I know you will be

cold feet already.” We stepped out and g

Estate.” She spoke, in which the d

had to think about my mom, my little angel for a brother Matthew, and came to t

r, and gave a short prayer

unice paid the fare and as sh

xcept for a red light

s of wigs, flimsy dresses, and cigarettes some oth

breasts with a boob tape covering her nipples and metallic blonde hair. She had high cheekbones, lush lips painted with bright

ed warmly at me and gestured in my directio

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