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Sunday, October 23, 2011

Give a Little Bit

The undersea adventures of a boy in love. Does a woman need the pliant dampness of human skin as she is made love to? Can she desire the rending spires of a crustacean's shell-like armor?

Who is to say, really? A woman will put up with a lot. More than she should. A dweller from the ocean's depths need only fulfill her, protect her, and make her laugh, playing amongst the dolphins.




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