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Nov 2015
Dressed in soft colors with eyes painted like jewels. Lips like ripened fruit and soft to the touch. Hands as smooth as satin with the perfume of lavender and Cinnamon, walking subtly towards me. Looking but not looking at me, She passes by tossing her flowing raven locks with a glint in her eye. Her every movement choreographed to exude her forbidden nature. In complete loss of reason, I let my senses take it all in. Her beauty is undeniable and her affect forbidding and overpowering. Forgetting all of my obligations and my relationships, I submit to the breaking of my will, as this temptress seduces me without even a word spoken.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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