Megan Denny Sex Dating ❤️

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Little fact for ya—didja know sex-dating apps track yer moves? Creepy, right? They know if ya linger on a pic—Big Brother vibes! Pisses me off, but also—smart, huh? Keeps ya hooked. I’m like, “Leave me be, ya varmints!” Still, I dive back in—hopeless romantic or just horny? Who knows!

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Seems fine. Public place. Be a gentleman, don't stick HER with the check $$$. Unless she gives you the local TAXI phone # as her own.

First off, I hit up the local café on High Street. You know, the one with the weirdly named pastries? I ordered a “Denny Delight” or whatever. It was basically a scone with a midlife crisis. I mean, who puts raisins in a scone? Ugh. But whatever, I’m starving. I scarf it down, and I’m out the door.

As a psychologist, I help others recognise gender-based violence. Then my friend had the same conversation with me