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I could see the imprint of curly black hair under her panties. Previous post Next post. She was in her dressing gown. I told her that I did night deliveries for a large bakery to throw her off. She told me that since I had last seen her she had gotten a divorce and now had her own apartment within walking distance. The Hollywood Reporter.
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