By Walter Burns
Tailor-made, fancy, frayed- her bluejeans curve her thighs. Took a walk to the lake I couldn’t trust my eyes. Underneath that denim Do you know what’s in em? The purtiest girl alive! Written February 17th, 2002 © on Feb 16 2002 03:10 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Tailor-made,..."
Author:Walter Burns
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"Tailor-made,..." by Walter Burns
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