Sweat, sweat, baby, sex is a Texas drought, and do you do the type of things that only Prince would sing about...
I know, one-track mind...
I had so much fun last night, I think I actually will meet my quota this morning on my thesis. If I do, I'm going to permit myself to sign on to Niteflirt. Teh sexah! Seriously. You can stop laughing at me now. I mean it, or I'm going to... I'll...
I'll give you a stern look and shake my finger at you!
Or maybe I'll bend you over my desk, you wretched naughty thing.
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