She kissed me and tasted like sweat and gin. She asked if I loved her. I said “not yet.” That was a lie too.
She kissed me and tasted like sweat and gin. She asked if I loved her. I said “not yet.” That was a lie too.
She kissed me and tasted like sweat and gin. She asked if I loved her. I said “not yet.” That was a lie too.
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