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Tall and imposing, Val commanded the room. Soup’s heart raced. This was the challenge he’d been waiting for. Over the next few days, he tested the waters, throwing glances her way, lingering on her feet. Each time, she met his gaze with a spark of interest.
Finally, Soup made his move. “Think you can handle me?” he asked, grinning.
Val smirked. “I can handle you. But can you keep up?”
The thrill of the chase consumed him. This wasn’t just about seduction—it was about finding the one who could match him, body and sole. And as they flirted, Soup knew he’d found what he was looking for. The hunt was over, but the real excitement had just begun.
Post this on the walls of the 12 prettiest girls you know...
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Every time I do, it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on Joey's head?
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it's too late
Should I go back and try to graduate?
Life's better now than it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn't let me in
Oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, God, I...
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye