going grocery shopping with chrissy and giggling over his parade of torments he puts everyone through. He is a heckler, in a nice way, and god help the check out person, the waitress, the ticket person at the movie theater...lol. It makes them smile, long after we are gone.
bliss is also found in the fluff of a winter pony, inhaling in the smell of a horse, and the feel of one between my thighs...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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