» MACON SUN: Oh, he was fiery inside today. The democratic seat of his chest ablaze...
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Oh, he was fiery inside today. The democratic seat of his chest ablaze with vehement lust. After she’d passed, her flip-flops echoed her presence back to him. Much like a scent lingers. God, those flip-flops. They flipped and flopped like his heart, so fast, and he reached for a pen. What could…
