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Well folks it seems that the old shack is not what it used to be. You see the queen of the house issued an order that I fialed to heel to.
I guess I need to tell you the story as it concerned a glass smooth lake. a big round full moon casting it shawdow across the lake as gently as a shadow on a wall and a big round bed. If you know me at all you will know that these factors I can not resist. The only problem is this condition took place in Hot Springs and I was suppose to be in Benton according to the queen. But I am not perfect and they say the flesh is weak and so one thing led to another and well for the folks who know me know where this story is going. I gave into temptation for those moments in one's life only happen once in a great while and for me they are becoming fewer and far between.
The soft light was drawing me to it like a moth to a flame but I could not help myself as the moment of
temptation had passed long before as my indicator had been swallowed up by soft moon light. Oh! I have to get off for now as my phone is ringing,but; if any of you can help me get back in the good graces of the queen I would appreciate it as things are getting rough around here.
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Something smellsfishy here.
Well, did you tear em up? What were you using?

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