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Mar 2019
Cinderella was frightfully grateful she got her shoe back seeing as getting around in one heel was a tad awkward. How the prince could have thought that she'd simply melt into his arms was beyond her though. Needless to say, she had been polite and said, thanks, but no thanks, but she didn't like his expectations. What the heck, no point in thinking about that now, there were rakes of other ***** to crash.
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Anita Alig  49/F/Ireland
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