I strutted back into the bar toward Green Shirt Guy. I was confident that I was going to get into a bit of a trouble. But then again, that’s what I was looking for! Now that I had my swagger back, enhanced by the fabulous goods worn underneath my little black sundress, I was on a mission to get my groove back...
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Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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