Three days. Three dates. Three overnight visits. Two romantic interludes (wink-wink, nudge-nudge). But who's counting?
And three dates are about my maximum on a guy, and by that point, I've decided what might happen from there. But I'm still smitten with this one. Even though he's been completely forthcoming about absolutely everything, there's still something mysterious and hidden about this one, and it's intriguing.
So far, it's not gas.
well, at least it isn't gas.. but we DO know one thing it IS.... FUN, RIGHT????
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but Clorox Disinfecting Wipes kills those stubborn germs.
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