This proxy climax ain’t temporary

October 12, 2012

I went to a dentist final year. we hatred dentists as most as we hatred seaweed on my feet while watchful in a center of a lake to be picked adult by a vessel that only threw me off.

They told me we had to reinstate a proxy climax we had commissioned 10 or so years ago. They sat me down in a romantically illuminated room filled with mouth-watering seat and a in-house barista bound me a half-sweet, full-fat immature tea latte, reason a foam.

The lady on a other side of a table typed some things into her mechanism and wrote

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