The heart thunders, roars.
Crashes. Pounding with nervous ecstasy. A titanic force
urging a solar plexus explosion - solar plexplosion.
All that you gifted me I cannot contain.
All that we both have is now yours.
So it goes
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Right then, I am checking in here to say, I really don't have time to
update this anymore. What a pity, but there you are. Motherhood is by
turns wonderf...
13 years ago
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