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e on his right eye, he was staring at me questioningly, and as much as I tried to avoid hi
leave her,"
still see their half-covered protruding breasts whose nipples were threatening to tear the piece of linen they call a bra, I could feel my blood w
ream, one that I was about to dive in hea
is hands and I left in a hurry, Mr. D. was in full swing and I had to
lection with admiration, my beards were growing the
the bar, I swore to enjoy myself here rather t
and almost all the fro
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't introduced this man who has
a The Fixer, My friend Wengstar had intr
smile, leave alone laugh, I can count the number of times I've seen
s my therapist, or Savi
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k-skinned girl was sitting on his lap holding
f Bongani Cigar and blowing
ys, you
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nt some fu
not a foursome, that was the fun I wanted, I wanted to taste all the petite girls dancing on the st
okay." I
loud, the club was smoky and
down my throat, I wanted to be so drunk that M
ght wa
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