ladies in bristol

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  1. timalbert

    timalbert Member

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    any fine ladies in the bristol area
     
  2. dondondon

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    LOL never been to bristol but just what you wrote made me Laugh!!! E. B. Dan | א. ב. דן - Her Gold Hair Video
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    gloom of the jealous

    Then it was that the two others sprang upon me. I saw them coming, and
    got an arm round the waist of each, and down we all fell upon the floor
    of the cave together, rolling over and over. They were strong men, but
    I was mad with rage, and that awful lust for slaughter which will creep
    into the hearts of the most civilised of us when blows are flying, and
    life and death tremble on the turn. My arms were round the two swarthy
    demons, and I hugged them till I heard their ribs crack and crunch up
    beneath my grip. They twisted and writhed like snakes, and clawed and
    battered at me with their fists, but I held on. Lying on my back there,
    so that their bodies might protect me from spear thrusts from above, I
    slowly crushed the life out of them, and as I did so, strange as it may
    seem, I thought of what the amiable Head of my College at Cambridge (who
    is a member of the Peace Society) and my brother Fellows would say if by
    clairvoyance they could see me, of all men, playing such a bloody game.
    Soon my assailants grew faint, and almost ceased to struggle, their
    breath had failed them, and they were dying, but still I dared not leave
    them, for they died very slowly. I knew that if I relaxed my grip they\

    I turned my head, and as I lay gasping in the throes of that awful
    qtimex aw treex struggle I could see that Leo was off the rock now, for the lamplight
    fell full upon him. He was still on his feet, but in the centre of a
    surging mass of struggling E. B. Dan | א. ב. דן - Her Gold Hair Video men, who were striving to pull him down as
    wolves pull down a stag. Up above them towered his beautiful pale face gloom of the jealous


    crowned with its bright curls (for Leo is six feet two high), and I saw
    that he was fighting with a desperate abandonment and energy that was
     

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