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If we looked at the inside of your swimwear…
This heat makes us want to laze on a deckchair … watching the male fairer struggles in front of us… Yes, gentlemen! Under our false air of Girl Scout, we are just like you. In this period of widespread rut, we love to hide behind our sunglasses or a book, to discover your most beautiful assets that you have been able to highlight… Observing this superb bridal parade reminds me of this drawing. According to Zep, we can guess your personality just by analyzing what’s in your swimwear… So gentlemen, who are you? xoxo La Puce
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My ex? I recycle them!
Some of my friends are surprised that I’m still in touch with most of my ex-boyfriends. The only one, I haven’t kept in touch is my ex-husband, but that’s another story. Even after years, I hear from them, they call me for advice and I am the godmother of some of their children (and they regret it… Who ordered Santa Claus the worst gift for parents… It’s me!!!) I think it’s not because you split up that you have to hate each other, quite the contrary. We must have the intelligence to separate in good terms, to keep in memory only the good moments spent together. As my new right…
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Ass Plan or Sex plan ?
Bimbo is always an inexhaustible source for me. For those who don’t know her, she was the boss’s personal assistant, with whom she had a lot of fun even though they were married. We have to relax in our jobs. In addition, nothing scares Bimbo, mainly in this area. I’ve always had a lot of cold sweat coming into the big boss’s office for fear of surprising them. Since my second dad left, she has been assigned to me (so I confirm here that I am doing very well on my own). To take care of and fill out her prom book, she has resumed her hunts and never hesitates…
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I can like the flirtatious encounter with mens, not with just anyone …
Despite the border closures and the block-out, I was able to see my colleagues again thanks to the new technologies… Long live my friends WhatsApp and Skype, which allow me to stay connected with them at a lower cost. Yes, G., the phone too, but the accountant almost died to receive my last bill, and since I still need him, I have to avoid astronomical bills by using it sparingly. So, as I said in the introduction, I retook my chatting around a cup of coffee (a good chocolate for me) by screen interposed. In three months, many stories have had time to tie, to untie and some questions will…
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Make sure you !!!
I find that for some time social networks (especially Twitter) have become a vast hunting ground for sex-thirsty people… Why not tell me? Quite, but not in a lie! For my part, I assume the person I am with my qualities and flaws. When I am asked to describe myself, I always say that I am a nice little whale, curious, polyamorous, fully invested in her job… So I already hear G. grabbing in front of her screen reading my previous words. Yes, I know I don’t look like a little whale since I managed to lose my 20 pounds, but that’s how I see myself again… To return to…
