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Sonya puked in the small white bidet I could hear her puked sounds from my bed in the cheap hotel room in Paris Piaf sang some French song from the black radio we had brought when we came Benedict she groaned out I feel ill more puke sounds came to me too much wine cheap old stuff nonetheless I helped her cleaned her up got her dressed with her help into her pink nightdress lay her down in her bed a white bowl by her head.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
SONYA PUKED 1973
Sonya puked in the small white bidet I could hear her puked sounds from my bed in the cheap hotel room in Paris Piaf sang some French song from the black radio we had brought when we came Benedict she groaned out I feel ill more puke sounds came to me too much wine cheap old stuff nonetheless I helped her cleaned her up got her dressed with her help into her pink nightdress lay her down in her bed a white bowl by her head.
A MAN AND WOMAN IN PARIS IN 1973
TerryCollett
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TerryCollett
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
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