[Past] You, Me and a Pitcher of Cream
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What if I like 'em, the bad ones? He inquired, as he studied her. Elfroot wasn't bad, and he could guess what was bad. Nevertheless, she'd told him to take his shirt off, so she could look at his chest, and for approximately thirty seconds... he just stared, blankly at her.

And then he carefully tossed his shirt over his head, Why a plant? He inquired, as he moved to sit on one end of the couch.

@Megara Fern


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RE: [Past] You, Me and a Pitcher of Cream - by Nairn Neirdre - 07-03-2024, 06:44 PM