His name was Rob, he was in his 20's. He had a cute look: brown eyes, brown hair. He always looked good, he always took my breath away. He had a nice body with nice clothes on, he even had a car. He rocked a smirk that a little five-year old would leave on their face, always causing trouble. Running with scissors honey, it's bad for you. Leading
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