I should apologise, I really should. Two days since I've last seen or heard her. Alright, that settles it: I'm going over now. Red roses and sparkling wine? Oh man, she'll melt in my arms. It's worked before and it'll work again. Fool-proof. Grab this shit outta the car, knock on the door-bell and she's mine again; All mine. Wait, what's that? Moaning? She's Jilling off; figures.
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