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Yield, she said. Before we go there. I'll need a ring upon my hand. I'm a classy lady. Who above a one night stand? Stop! Before you move in for a kiss. You must come to me correct. I'm a temple. And must be respect for this. Wait! I advised you of the rules. Before I remove shoes or anything else. A ring must be placed upon my left hand. I'm above a one night stand. And if you a good man. This you would understand. Gosh! I whisper to myself. Is she really worth all this trouble. I must stop. I must yeild. I must wait. Well, I guess I will marry her. Then , I won't have to hear yield. I might hear wait. And maybe stop. Then, I use all the terms back upon her.
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Nov 27, 2012
Nov 27, 2012 at 10:53 AM UTC
Yield
Yield, she said. Before we go there. I'll need a ring upon my hand. I'm a classy lady. Who above a one night stand? Stop! Before you move in for a kiss. You must come to me correct. I'm a temple. And must be respect for this. Wait! I advised you of the rules. Before I remove shoes or anything else. A ring must be placed upon my left hand. I'm above a one night stand. And if you a good man. This you would understand. Gosh! I whisper to myself. Is she really worth all this trouble. I must stop. I must yeild. I must wait. Well, I guess I will marry her. Then , I won't have to hear yield. I might hear wait. And maybe stop. Then, I use all the terms back upon her.
jeffrey-conyers
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Nov 27, 2012
Nov 27, 2012 at 10:53 AM UTC
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