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The Black Shirt

Kristine didn’t know what it was exactly, but there was something about a man in a black dress shirt and dark jeans that turned her on, and he knew it. So here she stood, watching Ben sit in his brown … Continue reading

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it is the way everything comes around how the snow melts into the soil soaking it – the need to make it soft and wet before you can plant the seed before the budding and the blossoms start to grow … Continue reading

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