LOVE, who needs it..??: CONFESSION

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Monday, April 11, 2005

CONFESSION

It all started with a phone call I was home, bored alone and the invitation came off I left, to meet someone else not her. She was there, giving me a deep stare smiling as she crossed and uncrossed her thighs infront of me. I ignored her-- ofcourse yet she persisted asking to dance weak, I gave in... Sign in to see full entry.

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