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Sep 2016
Dressed in lace of the darkest black, with ruffles of red. A veil covers her face as her skirts trail over her shoes. She walks down cobble stone street, as her heels click. She looks forward and walks on in the direction of her purpose. Lips painted bright red shine through her veil. Her nature is her own affair, yet she gets attention where ever she goes. With skin of a light Olive hue, and dark mysterious eyes, she pierces the heart of anyone with her soft gentle gaze. A mystery wrapped in black lace. So goes the woman in the veil.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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