mybetterworld: Posing in front of me, I smiled at the memory of how far she’d come. The first time we met I had strictly told her to wear the shortest skirt and the tightest shirt she owned.That turned out to be something flarey that almost reached
mybetterworld: Posing in front of me, I smiled at the memory of how far she’d come. The first time we met I had strictly told her to wear the shortest skirt and the tightest shirt she owned.That turned out to be something flarey that almost reached
