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Originally Posted by dissention
"...I told her we couldn't, that Hillary was in the next room, but she put soft Jasmine-scented finger to my lips delicately and told me to quiet. Her golden hair billowed past her shoulders and her black skirt blew off to the side as a gust of warm air filled the room. I was mesmerized. Then she turned around slowly...undoing the laces...saying she had met her match..."
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what the...LMAO!!! Ok, that was the funniest thing I've read all day...HAHAHA