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Post by miki on Jun 19, 2008 19:49:57 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black harley
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Post by slayercat on Jun 19, 2008 21:13:16 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off
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Post by debim on Jun 19, 2008 21:38:06 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road
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Post by mouse on Jun 19, 2008 22:48:14 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest
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Post by miki on Jun 19, 2008 22:48:48 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to
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Post by mouse on Jun 19, 2008 22:51:42 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a
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Post by miki on Jun 19, 2008 22:55:10 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap
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Post by Jeannie Holmes on Jun 19, 2008 23:16:16 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital."
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Post by miki on Jun 19, 2008 23:53:53 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly.
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Post by slayercat on Jun 20, 2008 6:43:20 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember (btw, when do we get our royalty checks? )
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Post by miki on Jun 20, 2008 6:52:03 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed
*I suppose we have to finish the story first.
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Post by debim on Jun 20, 2008 7:37:57 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for
*No where near 150K, LOL!*
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Post by miki on Jun 20, 2008 7:46:27 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink
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Post by slayercat on Jun 20, 2008 7:59:13 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured
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Post by miki on Jun 20, 2008 8:41:09 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot
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