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Every once in awhile we meet someone that seems to click with no real explanation for it.

My neighbor Sofia was like that. I had disturbed her sunbathing with my ratty little riding mower, and it made her cranky.

Then that silly wounded bird. We met over healing it, well, mostly it was me healing it. Women have soft spots for little creatures, it seems.

Guess I do too, what the heck. But that got us together and nature took it’s course. I was a long ways from having been with a woman, no girlfriend at all or even on the horizon.

Sofia was completely different from any woman I had ever met. Dark skinned, like soft brown silk, hair everywhere on her body. Lots of hair.

Our union was just something that happened. She said it perfectly, ‘It just felt right.’ Then she mentioned the boyfriend.

I would have hesitated, probably not even touched her had I known about a boyfriend. I had never seen anyone, it just didn’t cross my mind. She never offered information, I didn’t ask.

So our lovemaking was an accident. Just something that happened, nothing important.

But it was important to me! I was….well, shall we say, smitten?

Sofia often was out sunbathing when I did my mowing chores, I had long since fixed the gearbox on the mower but I still ran it in low gear. Somehow it gave me more time with her, even though I wasn’t with her.

She still sunbathed topless, too, and she still covered herself with the little towel every time I got close. I respected her privacy as I went by, didn’t look or stare.

I wanted to.

One day I was going by Sofia’s fenceline, there was an Italian looking guy out in the yard with her. As I got close, Sofia signaled me, and they approached the fenceline, she had wrapped the towel around her upper body.

‘Dan, I want you to meet Tony.’

We did the obligatory handshake, his was firm like mine. I looked him over as he made some small talk about what a nice job I was doing fixing the old place up. You know the type, husky, dark hair cut short, black frame glasses.

Hell, he could have been a football player, or he could sit behind a desk somewhere, hard to tell. It turned out he was an outside salesman for a clothing firm, but I didn’t know that then.

I went back to mowing, there was a change. As I came by Sofia’s fenceline she didn’t bother to cover up, she just lay there glistening with oil. I tried hard to not pay attention, failing a bit. Then I caught a motion at a window in the house, realized Tony must be inside watching.

I thought that was odd, I just continued mowing.

Spring slipped into Summer and things got dry, not much grass was growing so I busied myself. First I made friends with the Cow down in the lower pasture. Once she figured out that I really was the source of the grain that appeared in the pan, her attitude changed. Not much, mind you, but at least she didn’t try to stomp me into the ground every time I came close anymore.

Then I began building a porch on one end of the house and a deck on the other. I started out building an ordinary deck, but it got bigger and bigger, until finally I had a huge upper platform that looked out over the entire valley, over 26 feet off the ground.

Don’t know why, I just needed to keep busy. Well, I did know why, and hard work seemed to help. I got a chainsaw and cut an entire section out of the south wall of the A-frame, added a large sun room out there. Even poured a little cement waterfall with a small pool, put in a recirculating system.

Next I put in rows of hydroponics, the soilless kind, in no time I had a garden growing in there.

The idea was veggies in the Fall and Winter, it was fun to do and kept my mind off Sofia.

I was out there one day fiddling around using a brush to hand polinate some Squash plants when I looked up and saw Sofia coming around the corner.

‘Hi! I knocked, you must not have heard me.’

‘Sorry, come on in.’

I looked her up and down, she had a snug yellow tube top across her bust that wasn’t really containing her, and a pair of shorts cut so low that the top of her pubic hair was almost visible. Of course she had so much hair on her body it was hard to tell where the pubic hair stopped and the abdominal hair began.

She looked good, I felt a familiar tingle in my much neglected loins.

She looked around at what I had built, seemingly amazed. I was actually a little proud of it all, I showed her how the water system worked, and she noticed my little waterfall with two Catfish in the pond. I had caught them down in the creek, brought them up and they were happy campers, getting a worm now and then. They were fun to watch, both of them had figured out that if an insect got too close to the edge, they could jump right out of the water and grab it, and slide right back into the pond.

That was hilarious to watch, I had spent hours sitting there doing just that. Kept my mind off Sofia, like I said. I was smitten. But not a thing I could do about it.

I must have mentally wandered off, because Sofia was standing right by me saying something.

‘I was thinking…’

‘Yea..?’

‘I am in the mood…’

‘Oh..’

Then she was in my arms. We kissed almost frantically, finally easing off to nuzzling. My hands roamed her body, then it hit me.

‘I can’t…’

‘Why not?’

‘Tony. You are his woman.’

‘Tony sent me over here.’

That stopped me.

‘What?’

‘He likes the idea of you and me…you know.’

No, actually, I didn’t.

‘I don’t think I understand.’

‘Tony sometimes can’t..he likes it, it turns him on.’

‘Oh. Where is Tony?’

‘Up at my house.’

I didn’t like this idea one bit. But Sofia reached down, pulled the tube top over her head, baring those magnificent breasts. In one smooth motion she slid the shorts down, stepped out of them.

‘You get to have me this way.’ Her eyes had an wild look.

‘And I get to have you!’ She stepped forward, pressed against me.

I was lost, in no time we were up in my loft, both of us gloriously naked. She was doing that inspection thing she did before, touching my erection, turning it this way and that. Not actually playing, or even trying to masturbate me, she was..well…inspecting. Strange yet exciting as hell.

I did the same to her, kissed her body up and down, pressed my fingers between her legs. She let them part to allow me access.

I leaned down, ready to press my lips to her sex. She stopped me, just like last time.

‘Don’t do that.’

‘Why not?’

‘It’s what Tony does.’

I was confused, but I let it go, went back to offering my attention to her full breasts. She lay back with a sigh.

Then she was ready, like the time before. She lay back, opened her legs and reached for me. So different than any woman I had ever known. I just let her dictate, take charge. She grasped me, placed me at her entrance, then spread herself with two fingers. I went with the flow, pushed and we were joined.

It flashed in my mind as I slowly pressed and withdrew that I had thought there would never be another time. Then I was lost in the moment, the sensations as her hips came up to meet me and hold. Her abdomen shuddered, then she relaxed. I was way behind, so I just continued, I felt her begin to build again and this time we were close together.

We lay afterwards in each other’s arms. I know it was a good hour, neither one of us spoke. Then together we got up, went to my shower. I had it all rebuilt with new tiles and fixtures, gone was the primitive metal box that was there when I bought the place.

We soaped each other and rinsed, then toweled each other dry.

I made some tea, poured her a cup. There was some conversation we needed to have, I was having a time trying to figure out the words.

‘So w
hat are we going to do with each other?’

That was lame.

‘I like being with you, Dan.’

‘Well, I like you, too, but Tony…?’

‘Tony doesn’t mind, in fact, he wanted me to.’

‘I don’t think I understand.’

‘Tony doesn’t…he can’t…the idea helps him.’

It hit me.

‘Tony does oral?’

‘Yes, that is all he does.’

‘That is why you won’t let me…?

‘Yes, it is for him.’

Yea, strange. A tiny little thing to keep for themselves, something that wasn’t to be shared. Something that let Tony keep control, I realized.

Sofia and I settled into a pattern of sorts, I guess one could call it that. The rest of the Summer she dropped by every few days, each time we ended up wrapped up with each other. I suppose for some it would be enough.

It wasn’t. I wanted her, I wanted her to be there when I woke up, I wanted her by my side all the time.

Time flies when you are having fun, the old saw goes. Well, time did fly by, I wasn’t sure about the fun part. The sex was good but every time Sofia left to return to her little house, it was like something was torn from me.

I even tried to date, with poor success. I managed to get one nice looking young lady out to my house, then discovered what Tony must be going through. No amount of effort on her part could get me erect. First time in my life that happened to me. The more she tried, the more I tried. And that made it worse. I saw what seemed to be anger mixed with sadness in her eyes. I finally got her out of there and home, and I got back to my place and peace.

Worried, I wrapped my hand around myself, visions of Sofia’s naked body in my mind, I was hard as a rock in seconds.

I knew what I had to do.

I called a Real Estate agent, let them list my place. It didn’t last long on the market, I was fighting tears as I signed the contract to sell to the beaming young couple. I said my goodbyes to Sofia, her eyes were wet but she accepted.

I made a lot of money, I used it to purchase another place, much larger. Almost 1000 miles North, in what was really wild country. There was a large stream running through it. No neighbors within miles. I spent my days fixing and building, bought an old generator and made it run for lights at night. There was no other power except wood, I had a lot of that. I cut some and delivered it to town to trade for staples and the few things I did need to buy. Only once or twice a month I would take the old pickup truck I owned and drive the 40 miles into town. I could only make the trip when it had been dry for several days, otherwise what passed for a road was not negotiable.

After the first Winter I learned to stock up, the snows came and I spent 3 months inside the house, food got scarce towards the end. I had some traps and caught the big winter hares that were always around. I ate a lot of Rabbit meat that year.

Folks in the town always looked at me funny, one day I realized why. Living alone I never bothered to shave or cut my hair, I guess I took on the part of the crazy mountain man that lived out in the hills.

I was in town, stacking the big Cedar blocks I had cut to trade to the storekeeper for supplies when an old Station wagon drove up. A woman got out and headed for the store, familiar.

Then it hit me! Sofia. Heavier by a good 20 pounds, but no missing the mass of jet black hair.

I went inside, she was talking to the old storekeeper.

‘I know he lives somewhere around here.’ as she finished describing me.

Well, me as I looked 5 years earlier, not the weather beaten man with a full beard and hair over his shoulders.

She turned and looked at me.

‘Sir, do you know where…’ she stopped, looked closely.

‘Oh!’ Then she was in my arms, almost took me off my feet.

There was tears in a torrent, mine too I guess.

‘I have been looking for you for years!’

‘But..what about Tony?’

‘Tony left not long after you did.’

Then a smile appeared, she took my hand and led me out to the station wagon. She opened the door, there sat a cherubic little boy, eyes the size of silver dollars.

I knew before she said it.

‘Dan. Meet Danny. This is your son.’

I stood there in shock.

‘You didn’t…’

‘I found out right after you left, there was no way to let you know. Tony was furious, accused me of doing it deliberately. He left just a week later.’

She looked at me closely, judging my reaction.

‘I did do it deliberately.’

We left the old Station wagon parked in town, the three of us drove up to my place.

I made a meal, fed my boy, tried to talk to him with small success. This would need time, I knew.

later, Sofia and I settled on my makeshift couch and talked.

She explained that she had fallen in love with me but felt trapped because of Tony. Then when I had left and she realized she was pregnant, Tony couldn’t handle it and had left her. So she had started looking for me. I hadn’t made finding me an easy thing.

But she had inherited some capital, and when the young couple who bought my place popped up with a 2nd child, they needed more room. So she had sold her house and bought the place. The small contract I had carried led her to me.

‘So you now own my old place?’

‘Yes, we have been there for over a year.’

I thought about that, how things go full circle sometimes.

‘Dan, I love you. Please come be with us.’

I grinned, nothing could please me more.

I hugged her as we shared tears of joy.

‘Just one thing.’ she laughed, as she reached for the buckle on my pants.

‘What?’

‘You will need a shave.’

‘You too!’ I laughed, thinking of burying my face in the mass of hair between her thighs.

This time, she would let me, I knew.

For me. Just for me.

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There can be little doubt that people who live in rural areas have much more of an opportunity to engage in animalism than do their urbane neighbors. Down on the farm children are exposed to sex between animals from the time they are able to walk, see and question while city children must learn sex through what they hear and read. For many farm children watching horses, sheep and other animals rut is their first glimpse into the world that awaits them. Studies have shown that people who have...

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Uncle Darrens Farm

Summers are so fun in my part of the world. Always with friends, watchingmovies or going swimming or even going to camp. But at the end of everysummer, my older brother and I always spend a month or more at unclesranch. It's massive and there is a heap of things to do. Swimming andriding horses are at the top of the list of things to do. This year mybrother and I headed to our uncles ranch earlier than usual. We decided notto go to a camp and we both thought spending time at our uncles ranch...

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Fun on the Farm

It was tough running a farm during WW2. Gas and farm equipment were hard to get, even though farms were essential to the war effort. Even more difficult was good help since the armed forces were gobbling up the prime men and city jobs paid a lot more. Out on the plains it was a long way to town and neighbors weren't very close either. There was limited radio and no television yet. Hattie and Slim were fourth generation wheat farmers way west of Kansas City. They had a lot of land but no kids...

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Shelly On The Farm

Shelly On The Farm by Kent Collins Chapter 1 All I could smell was Frank's liquored breath. All I could feel was his callused, rough hands making my skin buck. It was awful. My own father. Well, really he was my stepfather, but that didn't make it right. I pulled at the waistband of my long-legged silk pajamas to make sure they were still snug. Keeping them on was part of the bargain and so was the tightly buttoned top that I'd fastened at the neck with a safety pin...

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Home On The Farm

My sister Beth and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. Living out in the country was pretty much a dull and restricted sort of life for teenagers. Since we had to ride the school bus, we had no opportunity to participate in extracurricular school activities–it was off to school in the morning and back home right school was out. This schedule cut down on our opportunities for dating, too, since it gave neither of us much chance to develop any kind of serious friendships or romantic relations...

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Back Home from The Farm

My sister Beth and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. Living out in the country was pretty much a dull and restricted sort of life for teenagers. Since we had to ride the school bus, we had no opportunity to participate in extracurricular school activities--it was off to school in the morning and back home right school was out. This schedule cut down on our opportunities for dating, too, since it gave neither of us much chance to develop any kind of serious friendships or romantic relations with...

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A typical day at the farm

It's my favourite place to go because I get to see my "boyfriend" Herman again, along with all the other dogs and horses there. It's a two hour drive and about halfway there I tend to get impatient, wishing we were there already. My nipples are hard and my pussy is wet with anticipation. We always go down for the weekend, and it's crammed with activities from start to finish. It always leaves me totally drained and exhausted, but I wouldn't miss a chance to go to the farm for...

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Back Home on the Farm

My sister Beth and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. Living out in the country was pretty much a dull and restricted sort of life for teenagers. Since we had to ride the school bus, we had no opportunity to participate in extracurricular school activities--it was off to school in the morning and back home right school was out. This schedule cut down on our opportunities for dating, too, since it gave neither of us much chance to develop any kind of serious friendships or romantic relations with...

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Shweta Aunty Stuck On My Farm

Hello, everyone, this is my first story and I hope you all enjoy it. Let me start with a notice. All characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to those living or dead are purely coincidental. My name is aju and I’m 21 years old. This is the story of how I met with the rich aunty Shweta Menon and got to really enjoy her. She has worked in many movies mostly as a milf. The meaning of milf is a mom I’d love to fuck, and yes, I wish she was my mom and that I could fuck...

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Sex in farm

Hi I am Giree from Karnataka. I’m 18. When I came to know about ISSi thought to share my real story to all of u. It is a very true story. Right now i study 12th. Last year in vacations after my 11th, i visited my native place. Two of my uncles stay there. Both in the same house. A joint family. They both are farmers. We have 21 acres of farm. My smaller uncle had two children. One was small any and the another one was of my age. The other uncle had 4 children. All of them are married. A...

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The Davis Farm

                                                                 The Davis Farm                                                      Chapter 1 Soldier Boy                                                       by roccodadom44                                                       [email protected]  It sure wasnt what I expected, not at all. Having volunteered for the Union, out of Massachusetts, where I had been a seaman on coalers, I wanted to see the organized majestry of war, mid...

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A Night on the Farm

It was late and we still had many miles to go. I was travelling with James, a gay friend of mine, and after landing a couple of days ago in El Paso, we had driven up through New Mexico, and now were heading to the area known as the Four Corners, where the four states of Arizona, Utah, Colorado and New Mexico meet. The reason for the trip was to look for some quite rare species of cactus plants, the collecting and cultivation of which were an unusual passion of mine. On field trips such as...

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Refugees IIChapter 4 An Experimental Farm

August 4, 1993 The ‘Dead Lands’ was a desert. The soil was rich, but the land was barren for the simple reason that there was no water. After a rain, the whole area blossomed with plants that grew quickly, flowered, wilted; and then disappeared under a harsh sun. Deep beneath the ground was an aquifer that could be tapped to turn the desert area into productive farm land. Unfortunately, how much water was actually available was still unknown, and Jade Force was made of the kind of people who...

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A Mercenarys TaleChapter 2 The Farm

As they made their way towards the centre of the village, Simon was walking along side Donald leading his horses. When they arrived, they were surprised that Felix’s body was still lying in the street. It was obvious that some animals had gnawed on it during the night. “Why hasn’t someone moved his body?” Donald enquired of the folk standing around. “It’s up to the relatives to deal with the body,” one of the men told him. “So what happens if there are no relatives? Is it just left in the...

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The family farm

"Your uncle and his family will be here soon Honey!" Your mom called to you. Finally! They were driving a caravan across a few states for a family friend. When they had delivered it they were going to stay with you and your mom on the old family farm for for the summer. They did not know for how long, but your uncle could afford flight tickets back. Though the house on the old family farm would be cramped, it would be nice to see them again, and get everything working. A tinge of shame filled...

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Grandmas Farm

Grandma Hazel had four siblings; all boys. She was the third child and the only female of the five children. Thomas was the oldest child followed by, George, then Grandma Hazel, later Earl and Walter, the youngest boy. Her brothers were very protective of her and chased off any boyfriend that didn’t meet the high standards they had set for her. Grandma Hazel worked the farm right alongside her brothers and was considered by most as being a tough, but beautiful girl. She could toss a bale of...

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Femdom Farm

FEMDOM FARM ? 1, THE TRIAL ???????????????????????????????? FEMDOM FARM ? 1, THE TRIAL I knew I was in the shit as soon as I saw the bitch of a judge. She was one of those haughty ?Are you man enough?? whores, with flashing brown eyes, black hair that fell to her shoulders in glistening shafts, with a big, red mouth and a stunning ?Tit fuck? type figure. Oh, and she was black. And I could tell she didn?t like the look of little old white boy me, with my unfashionably long blonde hair...

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Jeff Leaves the Farm

CHAPTER 1 Love lies waiting for everyone, er almost everyone and in the romance stakes Jeff Harrison was a marginal candidate and that’s being generous. Jeff was lanky with mousy hair, big ears that almost flapped and had earned him the nickname of Dumbo at school. He tried to hide his weak chin with stubble he kept trimmed to about three-quarters of an inch but he was nibble-brained and great at fixing things. He grew up unloved because his mother wished she’d birthed two daughters rather...

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Mothers Milk Farm

Molly had celebrated her sixteenth birthday at a wild lesbian party on Valentine's Day; Rachael was three months older, but really submissive, always preferring to be tied up during childhood rough and tumble games.Sex Education in this Erotic Literature Fantasy Land is highly problematic for teachers and students alike. As the High School Human Biology Teacher, Ms Lizzy Jones has to ensure that only the sixteen-year-olds are allowed to talk about human reproduction and sexuality, promulgating...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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The Stud Farm

This is a purely fantasy storyEveryone knows that for some couples it is hard to get pregnant. When it is down to the guy having a low sperm count (or no sperm at all) then there are the sperm banks. However, these are very expensive and have a high failure rate. Also with the change in law in the UK a few years ago the donors of the sperm can no longer remain anonymous. An enterprising couple decided that they would provide a different service. They would keep the idea of selecting the best...

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Auction At The Farm

Auction At The Farm----------We had just finished breakfast and were heading for the main barn office, when an entourage of black Suburbans followed by a sleek stretch limousine pulled into the parking area. Several sets of well-dressed men with dark glasses fairly well leapt out of the Suburbans and took positions around the limousine.My first impression was that the President or some other high government official had come for a visit. The men in dark glasses all had noticeable bulges, not in...

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Seduced on the farm

This happened a few years back. I had recently left the service. I was in the Navy, CB’s, and after 6 years, I finally left. I was only 25 at the time, and came back home, to Oklahoma. The town I am from was okay size, around 20 thousand people, so there was plenty to do there, but jobs were hard to come by. When I moved back, I stayed with my mom and younger sister, Julie. My sister was 21 and just finishing up college, and lucky for her, she could live at home while attending school. Our dad...

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The Farm

“Ok Grandpa, I can come down for the weekend. I’ve missed seeing you and Grandma. I have someone who I’d like you to meet.” I said as Grandpa was getting excited that I met someone. He knew my ex-boyfriend and knew he was nothing but trouble. “I sure hope he’s good to you.” Yes he is, in so many ways,” I reply. “We will be down by 4 in the afternoon on Friday, if that’s ok with you and Grandma?”My boyfriend Jimmy is thrilled to be going to visit with my grandparents, I talk about them all...

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Basha sold the farm

Basha Bagrowski came from a proud Polish Nebraska farm family. Her father and mother died in a car crash driving back from a night on the town in Omaha. She missed her father and mother. They used to sit on the front porch in the evening and her dad would play the accordion and sing Polish songs.She had to sell the farm. Basha could not do anything about it. She could not work the farm alone. Basha had sold all the animals and farm equipment. She sat on the front porch steps with her head in...

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7 Cuckold Farm

7. Cuckold Farm. They had been married for some years now, Joe a hard working tractor driver in his 40`s and at one time a keen sexual being, Pam his wife, mid 30`s and not quite so keen sexually, at least to start with, never starting anything sexual at all and only then because of her feelings of duty and not because of any joy in the act. Once started and warmed up though she would “go with the flow” and would “get into the zone” as some would say and could be adventurous in her repertoire,...

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7 Cuckold Farm

7. Cuckold Farm. They had been married for some years now, Joe a hard working tractor driver in his 40`s and at one time a keen sexual being, Pam his wife, mid 30`s and not quite so keen sexually, at least to start with, never starting anything sexual at all and only then because of her feelings of duty and not because of any joy in the act. Once started and warmed up though she would “go with the flow” and would “get into the zone” as some would say and could be adventurous in her...

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