“Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins,” He teased her as she entered the bedroom of the bungalow, wearing a rather sultry look with matching lingerie. She sauntered up to him as he reclined against the pillows, sizing up his sizeable size, and planning her course of assault.
“I assure you Mulder that I am all women and capable of all that
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And you are definitely not a bad writer, I wouldn't even call you a decent writer. You are SO past that :)
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btw, your icon is SOOO WIN! hilarious!!!
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