Taboo japanese style 2
“Yeah…if you say so.” I felt a weight on my chest, my eyes flickered open to the sunlight glaring across the bed Hardcore from the opened blinds. As she walked down the steep gang plank, difficult in shackles, she trembled with fear, the white fancy girls were drawing a lot of attention from the men and women on the shore. Sometimes, as much as I liked Carson, it was really hard to have a asian conversation with the guy. For I’d said them with the greatest empathy and affection I could, labeling her the abhorrent thing, my dark jewel, my greatest treasure.
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