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Winter Woman
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Winter Woman
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Enough for today. Got a kitchen to clean.
burrr
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Video, or it didn't happen
patlpp
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As where a woman should be.
wiseguy316
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why do women have smaller feet than men?.As where a woman should be.
So, they can stand closer to the sink.
Now THAT'S a WOMAN! I love you.
tip top toker
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She did set it alight in the first place though
hehe. A love hate relationship i guess then 
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Winter Woman
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Harlequin Novel....Updated 2011 Version
He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room.
Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone.
He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear.
"Just relax."
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat.
I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage.
And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine to my panties.
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking 'No' for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say . . . .
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He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room.
Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone.
"Just relax."
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat.
I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage.
And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine to my panties.
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking 'No' for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say . . . .
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Winter Woman
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That powdery flame killer stuff is still all over, but at least the house isn't much worse for the wear other than that. 
My husband loves me in the kitchen too.
My husband loves me in the kitchen too.
She did set it alight in the first place though
Winter Woman
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IRISH PRIEST
An Irish priest was transferred to Texas . Father O'Malley rose from his bed one morning. It was a fine spring day in his new Texas mission parish.
He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the beautiful day outside. He then noticed there was a jackass lying dead in the middle of his front lawn.
He promptly called the local police station...... The conversation went like this:
''Good morning. This is Sergeant Jones. How might I help you?''
''And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father O'Malley at St. Ann 's Catholic Church. There's a jackass lying dead in me front lawn."
Sergeant Jones, considering himself to be quite a wit, replied with a smirk,''Well now Father, it was always my impression that you people took care of the last rites!''
There was dead silence on the line for a moment Father O'Malley then replied:'Aye, 'tis certainly true; but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin.''*
An Irish priest was transferred to Texas . Father O'Malley rose from his bed one morning. It was a fine spring day in his new Texas mission parish.
He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the beautiful day outside. He then noticed there was a jackass lying dead in the middle of his front lawn.
He promptly called the local police station...... The conversation went like this:
''Good morning. This is Sergeant Jones. How might I help you?''
''And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father O'Malley at St. Ann 's Catholic Church. There's a jackass lying dead in me front lawn."
Sergeant Jones, considering himself to be quite a wit, replied with a smirk,''Well now Father, it was always my impression that you people took care of the last rites!''
There was dead silence on the line for a moment Father O'Malley then replied:'Aye, 'tis certainly true; but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin.''*
Hepheastus420
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Winter woman you were raped by a flight attendant? Who is he I'm gonna kick his ass.
Dirty Harry
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Another typical man who starts something he can't finish
bobtokes
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i know what you thought we'd think when we read this, well your right, were thinkin it, so carn't you make the last bit up
Dirty Harry
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He/she wanted a happy ending...!!!!! 
