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Sugar and Spice Fire and Ice
Her name was Iris, and she was a goddess if I ever saw one. Her pinned back platinum hair almost glowed under the stage lights and her blue eyes sparkled with secrets just begging to be investigated. Her skin was fair in tone, and flawless in quality. But what secured her goddess status for me, was the first time I heard her sing. My too involved friend had dragged me into this underdeveloped, run-down neighborhood to a bar that had no sign or indication it was open to the public. Just a door...
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