“Please stop. Please stop now. Yes. Yes. Oh!” He gazes at me, and sighs. This is not fair at all. This is not supposed to happen. He looks around, at the excited eyes, fixated on his hand. He gives me another lecherous look, and spins again. And I realize how much I hate Spin-the-Bottle.
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Thursday, March 15, 2012
Spin a Yarn
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