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Chit-Chat

However, we chat.

High we were.

But talks were on every topic,

every article, detailed.

In endless fundas,

these luchas,

****** up concepts,

made up basics,

domestic things are tough for them,

ha! I see

being a girl has its natural instincts,

miss allen'ahoy!

listening to bolly-jazz,

beautiful sultry sounds,

laughter and peels of it,

spread all around,

mister. grungy shorts!

licking his whiskers,

meow! grr!

moew!grr!

Mr.dannish charmboy!

His orange T-shirt,

he is happy,

nice hair-cut,boy!

serves my fantasies well.

Tonight is going to be a night huh!

 

Kisses

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aditi-sharma
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May 28, 2013
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