- Let go of me, Barbara, - he said, holding back anger. - Immediately. - You're so cold to me - she cooed. - You used to be different. Have you already forgotten the time when we were together? He looked into her blue eyes, the lush, beautifully shaped breasts. This woman was his youthful dream; but the dream died long ago. The beauty of this woman it was hard not to notice, but she no longer cared Sigimora. Under this white silky skin hidden rotten inside. Even if he is now a free man, and even then is unlikely to be on it coveted. This woman caused him disgust.
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