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"...Back
at the huge, crowded club, she was such a haughty, smug prima donna
- flaunting her voluptuous, athletic body in that skimpy see-through
outfit, making everyone gasp when she was up
in the light doing that girl-on-girl lesbo dance with her hot friend,
then disdainfully brushing off all advances with her trademark curl
of the lip, vacant stare and casual disregard. Icy Miss Aloof
Euro chic knew she reigned supreme! Everyone was staring - Holy
shit she was fucking beautiful!
Now,
up here at the cabin, after a three hour ride in the trunk, hanging
nude in the chilly pre-dawn, shivering with goose-bumps, nipples
stiff and ripe you could tell she's just a scared little
girl..."
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