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nights like these when you recoil from my touch revulsion scored deep excuse dog-eared primed ready to go at page 53 I fear   that I will never again enjoy the needful tender embrace of a woman while I am sill able to offer back anything less than chaste and in some lugubrious future if taken to task about some or other transgression past your accusatory “why?” requires one simple reply “do you really need to ask?”
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
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nights like these when you recoil from my touch revulsion scored deep excuse dog-eared primed ready to go at page 53 I fear   that I will never again enjoy the needful tender embrace of a woman while I am sill able to offer back anything less than chaste and in some lugubrious future if taken to task about some or other transgression past your accusatory “why?” requires one simple reply “do you really need to ask?”
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Apr 7, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
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