‘You have seven days….’
I’m a rare breed — my best friend is a woman. And there’s no romantic interest between us. Oh, I’ll fully admit that she’s hot, and I’m definitely not alone in that opinion… it combines with her kickass personality to make an incredible package of a person. Sadly, that also means that […]
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