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It isn't that I don't trust her. Though I don't. It isn't that I feel the need to watch every single detail when... entertaining her. If I must. Well, and the rest. It's just... I don't even mind, women are women. It's, well, interesting that while denying the actually know. Dangerous, devious, capricious, and it all comes down to sex.
No doubt in my mind. If they get good frequent sex the rest of the world may burn.
This seems to be her response. Thank God my penis isn't removable.
It is well past noon. I need sleep. Blood sugar is 107. Good night.
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