Fata Morgana

I have pretty much had the same appraisal. Instead of "difficult to manage" I was referred as a wild horse.

Now if only someone would break me.

Hmm. I'd rub your flanks with some horse liniment and hide sugar lumps in my vadge for you? It's a start.

I'd stuff one in every orifice. I'd even eat them out of one of your crocs.



Well, there goes my night. I won't be thinking about anything else.

Except for the "eating out Johnny's crocs" thing. Blechh.
 
We had a brief, torrid affair one night that she may not remember, but I will never forget. :heart:
 
You know me :rose:

A little :heart:

If cunt is her way of flirting she may be the biggest flirt on Lit.

A cheese eating, spider loving, giant flirt......

She's sweet. See?


Well, I know you're no one til Fata has called you a cunt...

I understand the feeling. I feel a bit incomplete now.

 
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