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It is quite bizarre how grief manifests past grievances. Grief spares no sorrow. I met my friends girlfriend. She said that she was in the car and had to psyche herself to enter the bar. She confesses I intimidate her. Apparently, my friend talks me up. I flash back to 2016 warning by her FB acquaintance. The domme is intimidated by me. Let’s be honest—must mean I touched you a little bit Aud. Are we over it? As “it” as whatever “it” was. Throughout this pandemic do you ever think of me? Or is Disney keeping you busy streaming?.

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