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good god she loves me like a wolf- paw prints in the snow. incisors gleaming and is that blood dripping? yes. that's blood, alright. who was the victim? The hell if I know. I'm just the object. I'm the indirect object, the indirect prey ... pray: that's what you had better do if you come between a lady wolf and her man. Those incisors, though. I know, I know. Now shut up, shut up- here she comes.
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Aug 29, 2013
Aug 29, 2013 at 6:17 PM UTC
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good god she loves me like a wolf- paw prints in the snow. incisors gleaming and is that blood dripping? yes. that's blood, alright. who was the victim? The hell if I know. I'm just the object. I'm the indirect object, the indirect prey ... pray: that's what you had better do if you come between a lady wolf and her man. Those incisors, though. I know, I know. Now shut up, shut up- here she comes.
stephane-noir
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Aug 29, 2013
Aug 29, 2013 at 6:17 PM UTC
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