Summer Screwing Never Felt So Right
It was a hot day. A very hot 100 degree day and me and my gorgeous boyfriend Peter were outside playing basketball. I loved to look at him. God damn was he completely beautiful. He had the most wonderful light blue eyes, soft pink lips, dimples, he was tall, and he died his hair black. That made me unhappy because I for one LOVE BLONDES. He WAS a blonde, but he always had to make ways for me to be upset with him. But that’s fine. Cause naughty boys get punished right? I would sometimes ask...
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