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About San Antonio

Once had this chick, right? Masseuse with hands like a freakin angel. She’s rubbin me down, and I’m thinkin, “This is art, man.” Slow strokes, deep presses — got me hard as a rock and floatin at the same time. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and a side of orgy. True story! Called it “massage with benefits,” ya dig? Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then — bam! — she charged me double. Pissed me off, man, I was fumin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growled in my head, imaginin her boss on a platter.

Howard White is a Published Author Now

Chore whore Bookreader Item Preview Chore whore by Heather H. Howard. Publication date Topics Administrative assistants -- Fiction., Motion picture industry -- Fiction., Celebrities .

Now, neighborhoods, those are somethin’ else. Stroll the cobbled lanes of East Side. It’s artsy, edgy, home to street art and impromptu music gigs that make ya feel alive. I once cracked up with a couple argue over a trivial issue, and I kinda thought -- "شاید در کنار این اختلافِ ظریف، مسیرهای جدیدی آشکار شود" – exactly like that movie line from A Separation!

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