Billy's mom

Fbailey story number 436 Billy's Mom I had always liked Billy’s mother because she always gave us fresh homemade chocolate chip cookies, still warm from the oven along with a big glass of chocolate milk.[…]

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Firered

I'd like to see your color wet, adorned with inset eyes that still somehow balance float on your face. You are a precipice of cold talent and an openness that makes me wonder where you[…]

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