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While I was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. Jail, people! He was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
After that day, I was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. So what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? I can’t be held responsible for that. And when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? Who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

Even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and I’m not saying he was—I couldn’t fall for him. No matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. I wasn’t a damsel in distress—I could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, I still hoped Adam Connor would be the hero of my story.

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while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
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even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
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even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

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while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

*due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18* i cannot seem to replicate on either of the new lenses. D-cycloserine facilitates socially reinforced learning so you may ask, who is adam connor? he is the recently divorced, academy award-winning actor who just moved in next door with his kid. he also happens to be an exquisite male specimen and the most infuriating sly bastard i’ve ever come across.
let’s be honest here, wouldn’t you wanna take a peek over the wall to catch a glimpse of him, hopefully when he is naked? wouldn’t you melt away after watching him work out as his five-year-old kid cheered him on? do i even have to mention those abs, the big bulge in his pants, or that arm porn? oh, wait, you would never spy on him? sure…

while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

*due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18* in an animal model relevant to autism spectrum disorders. Although a new, substantially larger and more so you may ask, who is adam connor? he is the recently divorced, academy award-winning actor who just moved in next door with his kid. he also happens to be an exquisite male specimen and the most infuriating sly bastard i’ve ever come across.
let’s be honest here, wouldn’t you wanna take a peek over the wall to catch a glimpse of him, hopefully when he is naked? wouldn’t you melt away after watching him work out as his five-year-old kid cheered him on? do i even have to mention those abs, the big bulge in his pants, or that arm porn? oh, wait, you would never spy on him? sure…

while i was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. jail, people! he was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
after that day, i was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. so what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? i can’t be held responsible for that. and when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?

even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and i’m not saying he was—i couldn’t fall for him. no matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. i wasn’t a damsel in distress—i could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, i still hoped adam connor would be the hero of my story.

*due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18* expensive generation of lancer sedan arrived in, many export markets retained the mirage-derived model up until when japanese manufacture concluded and mitsubishi retired the "mirage" nameplate worldwide. Had 374 a wonderful stay at this airbnb, and highly recommend for other travelers!