#81542 - What was once a passionate gaze between us every now then where our eyes locked onto each others was gone. I leaned in and inhaled deeply, while her crotch also smelled faintly of her rose scented perfume, there was a heavy presence of a musky, sweaty manly smell. Just as my bus stop came up and I grasped my shirt even tighter, I realized that she had slipped not only her hand kerchief in my shirt pocket but also a call card with her name on it.
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Chacha
He could have just pressed charges for sexual harrassment ykyk
Clare
Good girl
Kyon
O nice
Chino kafuu
I m wishing the same