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  Аноним12 сентября 2012 г.

  O Jamesy let me up out of this pooh sweets of sin whoever suggested that business for women what between clothes and cooking and children this damned old bed too jingling like the dickens I suppose they could hear us away over the other side of the park till I suggested to put the quilt on the floor with the pillow under my bottom I wonder is it nicer in the day I think it is easy I think I'll cut all this hair off me there scalding me I might look like a young girl wouldn't he get the great suckin the next time he turned up my clothes on me I'd give anything to see his face wheres the chamber gone easy I've a holy horror of its breaking under me after that old commode I wonder was I too heavy sitting on his knee I made him sit on the easy-chair purposely when I took off only my blouse and skirt first in the other room he was so busy where he oughtn't to be he never felt me I hope my breath was sweet after those kissing comfits easy God I remember one time I could scout it out straight whistling like a man almost easy O Lord how noisy I hope they're bubbles on it for a wad of money from some fellow I'll have to perfume it in the morning don't forget I bet he never saw a better pair of thighs than that look how white they are the smoothest place is right there between this bit here how soft like a peach easy God I wouldn't mind being a man and get up on a lovely woman O Lord what a row you're making like the jersey lilyeasy O how the waters come down at Lahore
  

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