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Aug 2018
A gentle breeze and everything becomes slow motion is a sign you are near.
I lower my head and close my eyes, as I slowly turn my head.
A deep breath as my eyes open. walking in slow motion straight towards me , I become nervous my hands are sweating and my heart begins to race faster then before.
A chizzled face , dark dark eyes standing 6 feet tall with his unbutton shirt and a six pack abs. He's the most beautiful man I have ever saw.
The sun hides behind the clouds so it's shady for those few seconds as he passes me .
I can barely swallow and  my knees are weak but yet I feel so amazing because the finest guy I have ever seen said hello as he in very slow motion walked right pass me.
Charlene
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Charlene  F/Los Angeles
(F/Los Angeles)   
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   Dawn Bunker and Alysia Marie
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