I swear this is an exact copy of the woman my bud was hitting back in 03 before the war, Lovely example from the east coast in Virginia somewhere. She snuggled up to me once in a bar...and I have never forgotten the aroma of her essence, nor the heat radiating from her. But back then I had morals. But after the red pill rage, I understand the game being played. But I still wonder what if, One of the very few what ifs in my life. FYI most of my bucket items of my life have been completed now that involve women, but I still move forward on the hunt. Getting older now,, the area is the daddy issue girls. At my age,, its like shooting fish in a barrel. Like the king once said, as in Andrew Dice Clay, Hey honey, you got the bonus plan honey. Thanks for the memories Jill, for I remember it all.... it lingers in the dark corriders of my mind still.
 
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