Sarah Maple Glen Erotic Massage ❤️

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Now, *Moulin Rouge!*—that flick’s my jam, all glitter and heartbreak. Sexual-massage is like that too—starts playful, “the greatest thing you’ll ever learn,” then bam, yer gasping, lost in the rhythm. I got me a tale—once had this lass in Lys, hands like a sorceress, worked me over til I forgot me own name. Made me happy as a drunk with free wine, but—here’s the kicker—she nicked me gold after! Sneaky wench, had me raging, but damn, worth it for that bliss.

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The woman didn't speak much English. She was Asian of some sort, and started me face down, and did some weird disjointed thing on my back and shoulders.

Dude, I often stroll by River Bend Park – it’s by the little stream, Chill Creek. Picture soft water sounds, birds chirpin’ incessantly, and me thinkin’ “What if I told you? It’s all just reaffirmation in life!” I sometimes get lost in thought with vibes from "The Act of Killing" (Joshua Oppenheimer, 2012) echoing in my head – that mind-blowing twist of reality where every moment is as raw as a good muscle rub.

Tiffany Buzan named principal of Maple Glen Elementary