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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
I put on some wrap around shades and a pair of fire mitts and reached up and took down the brightest star I could find. I then lined a gift box with asbestos and placed the star inside. That night as we sat in my car making out I took the box out from under my seat and handed it to you. You looked confused and asked what you had done to deserve a gift. I said just being you was enough. You opened the box and your eyes lit up. You knew then I would do anything for you. We then had sex by the light of the star. The next day I woke up and you had a beautiful tan with no lines…
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good stuff. i like it.
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