Steven sat on the deck, soaking in the salty sea air. It had been a good cruise. The food was delectable, the entertainment charming, and that sassy brunette at the checkout desk had a pair of tits on her like beach balls. Just thinking about them made him...well, Steven was lucky he had that jaunty hat when he needed it most.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Coverup.
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