ginger
Her body is different than mine. The entirety of it makes people stop, gaze, and comment. Only my breasts do that. A wide and long mass of bouncy red curls sits on top of her head, slowly tapering into her long and lean body. She is a mermaid in tight jeans and cowboy boots. She doesn’t like her hands. They look thirty years older than the rest of her. Mine do, too. That’s my favorite part about her hands. They […]
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drearose 