Shorted

my dress was one of plenty but on me, custom ordered because it suited you. You could touch my knee, inquire about my warmth with a brush on my thigh but you knew I'd stop you before I lit almost wore the shoes that are as high as I try to be but I didn't... Continue Reading →

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