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“I look at her legs, bent out in front of her like a fleshy diamond, the soles of her feet braced against one another. I follow them over her calves, through the dipped valley behind her knees, all the way up the tight fabric of her shorts, and then up over her belly and up to the heaviness of her breasts. There, she got it threaded. (From Jukebox Loser: An Owner's Manual for Idiot Desires)” — Tood Heldt
I look at her legs, bent out in front of her like a fleshy diamond, the soles of her feet braced against one another. I follow them over her calves, through the dipped valley behind her knees, all the way up the tight fabric of her shorts, and then up over her belly and up to the heaviness of her breasts. There, she got it threaded. (From Jukebox Loser: An Owner's Manual for Idiot Desires)