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#1973man
We'd been and stood by the Arc de Triomphe had coffee in some street cafe and Sonya talked about existentialism and Sartre and Camus I sipped my beer and watched her lips moving and how she had brought her blonde hair into a fine ponytail and the top she was wearing was nice and tight and kind of hugged her ******* and her eyes so ice blue I wanted to drink there or maybe swim around one creates ones own truth she said there is no objective truth and I noticed how she sat the way her legs were crossed and how her foot dangled as she spoke sandalled foot red-painted toenails or there is also the leap of faith idea she went on and I wondered if when we got back to our hotel late evening and she was still sober or I whether we would have *** and that ***** foreplay like we did late night or that time at midday.
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 3:27 PM UTC
AT MIDDAY 1973