My Stories
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The Morning |
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What men can do |
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The Morning
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I wake up in my bed, all snugeld up in my warm covers. Well at least I think it was my bed. As I sit up I start to freak out, wondering were the hell I am.
Then someone comes in. But not just anyone, the one. His long brown hair slightly wet from the shower he just took. His abs glisting in the light, perfect little water droplets falling onto his red athletic shorts. A godess you might say, but if you only knew.


