MasterCaneman
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We met eleven years ago, when I moved into the building across from hers. The usual hi-how-are-you kind of thing for about a year. One day, she called out to me, looking like hell. Pale, sweaty, grey. Tried to take her pulse but it was like a jackrabbit. Took her into my place (had A/C, hers didn't) and started to call 911. "Don't! I haven't shaved my legs!" she managed to say. Ended up tossing her into my van, drove like a sumbitch to the nearest hospital and ended up spending the next 21 hours with her, either going back to check on her dog, get papers, etc. Still together. Oh, it's vanilla all the way. I tried, she's not into it. It's still all good.
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Age and treachery will always overcome youth and ambition. The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting. ~ Sun Tzu Goddess Wrangler
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