The whole journey home we can’t our hands off each other.
Sitting at the mirror, I put on my make-up, making sure my hair has that sexy bounce in the curls. I look at my figure in the mirror as I slide on the dress for the night and slip into my new Gucci heels. Looking in the mirror at this girl who is ready for another night on the town, I whisper aloud, “Will he ever come along?” The thought stays with me as I close my front door, ready to meet...Read On
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