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My mom didn't like my girl friend. Too young, too flashy, she said. She didn't say anything about her big tits.
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I could only hope that she would call. If she did, well, that would be nice. Sweet.
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My phone looked like the cockpit of a plane, it was the only thing I loved and trusted. The waitress came over and looked at me hard, as if I'd just been playing with somebody's dick - women looked at me with anger more than I could understand...
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Wake up! But it was already too late for Charles.
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Perhaps it was her eyes. Or the late November rain. Or perhaps the sky on that day was a particularly uncommon shade of grey. He couldn't say. But he went there anyway, forced his shoulder against the wind, felt the pull. With his head bowed forward he stood on the…
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Perhaps it was her eyes. Or the late November rain. Or perhaps the sky on that day was a particularly uncommon shade of grey. He couldn't say. But he went there anyway, forced his shoulder against the wind, felt the pull. With his head bowed forward he stood on the…
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Maybe you, citizen, should be a jerk. Jerks get where they are going. You, citizen, what about you? Handy, dandy, where’s the jerk? Conformists. Sheep. All of you, all of us, boiling out our radiators. Spending our day, our days, our lives in coope
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