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Aug 2019
so, his cousin took off
her shirt and bared her voluminous
******* just for him. He told you this during
the session? He likes to talk about himself –
how he used to be in a band and play the
keys, and how he would have all the girls
down on their knees. That was back in the day
when he had hair and a svelte figure. When I told
him he gave up his dream he kicked me out
of the therapy. I’ve been kicked of therapy
so much I’m used to it now. Though I’m down
on my luck. I bring out the best in them. I bring out
the worst. They can’t deal with the latter,
of course.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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