Good things

Lea and Monic. I sold my tent to Lea and she just kept hanging around, liking me and talking on and on, mostly about her hippie self, and not knowing how to open up to the fact that she liked me and wanted me to make a pass at her. Monic, instant kavorka, we just lusted for each other with our eyes. Happened last night.

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