stripped bare

So blatant.

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He gestured at her nearly empty glass. “Another drink?”



“I don’t know,” she flirted. “Everytime we have a drink together, we seem to wind up talking about sex.”



“That’s true. So… another drink?”



“Sure.”

Written by smudgi3

October 22, 2004, Friday at 13:55

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