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Jun 2013
My first kiss
Was in the girls locker room,
I stole cat ears and
Blasted 'Not The American Average'
Then she grabbed my hair and pressed against me
I blushed.
*******, she was a ****.
But she sure got my skirt off nicely.
Anna
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