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chick-kin

Do you rememer me dragging you to the wayside dhaba, hoping for juicy bits- of chicken, glances, remarks Do you remember the time when lewdness was an exciting, tingling sensation Do you remember your level-headed dampners on my many exploits … Continue reading

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