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her assets, I don't judge her as she tells me her daddy taught her how at ten. She looks at me different is all I know, because all I do is love her. I don't try to get in her, or know her secrets, I don't have to. When she feels guilty, she pours them all over me, I reassure her. That, no matter what, unconditionally, it turns into a sensual thing, her eyes look at me , and I know she is happier then ever, I love her. And she goes to her job stripping, and I take care of her eight year old son for another night, and I kiss her cheek, tell her to be careful. Everyone, I think needs something. I need her somehow. And she , uses me. I smile though when she comes home at seven A.M. bleary eyed hair mussed makeup smeary. I just kiss her and she goes to bed. and I happily, make breakfast for her son.
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
living by her wits
her assets, I don't judge her as she tells me her daddy taught her how at ten. She looks at me different is all I know, because all I do is love her. I don't try to get in her, or know her secrets, I don't have to. When she feels guilty, she pours them all over me, I reassure her. That, no matter what, unconditionally, it turns into a sensual thing, her eyes look at me , and I know she is happier then ever, I love her. And she goes to her job stripping, and I take care of her eight year old son for another night, and I kiss her cheek, tell her to be careful. Everyone, I think needs something. I need her somehow. And she , uses me. I smile though when she comes home at seven A.M. bleary eyed hair mussed makeup smeary. I just kiss her and she goes to bed. and I happily, make breakfast for her son.
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
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