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My moms friend Monika
When I was just 18 and finally had my drivers license, my mom told me that her friend Monika had great used car she wanted to sell. Young and eager to drive as soon as possible I took the chance and told my mother to contact her friend and make up and appointment. I knew Monika for a few years, she was a frequent visitor at our place, and each and every time she visited, she told my mom that she had found the perfect guy, and that the last one was just not right for her. She always had these...