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A guy sitting across me in the bus, was reading a Harlequin.
Not your everyday view.
And I kept sneaking glances at him and wondering, whether his flush was purely natural, or an effect of what he was reading. *g*
Not your everyday view.
And I kept sneaking glances at him and wondering, whether his flush was purely natural, or an effect of what he was reading. *g*