And where you tax us for unservice, lady / I never knew a soldier yet, that could / Arrive into your favour;
We should all go inside before somebody keels over from the heat.
“Yes, ser.” With a smile, the servingwoman turned and headed to the kitchen.
Sometimes the odor of the armpit may even become a kind of fetich which is craved for its own sake and in itself suffices to give pleasure.
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