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Lord Have Mercy
I realize this is the Johnson’s baby daughter, all grown up now. A serious piece of ass.
“I’m Cynthia. You remember me?”, she asks, as she looks directly at me, covering her firm breasts with a very low cut bra.
Yeah, I remembered her. My boy used to have the hots for her when they were in High School together. She was over our house quite often in those days.
“I just got back in from Cornell. What’s the matter, cat’s got your tongue?”
With those words, still towel drying her long blond hair, she sits down next to me on the bed.
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A Message From Beyond
The author had written a small introductory note, within which contained the following passage…..” I had presented creation with an ultimatum: Tell me your secret or let me perish.’ I had to run away from myself. But how? And where? I dreamed of a humanism and ethics the basis of which would be a refusal to accept all the evils the Almighty has sent and is preparing to send against us in the future”.