I usually frolick through a meadow of wildflowers with my love in sight and our arms open to collect one another when we finally meet. When we can bare to let go our embrace......I begin to explain to him the joys and benefits of Summer's Eve feminine douche (ergo, the frolick in the wildflowers)......................




































Then I wake up!

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Minds are like parachutes. They only work when they are open.

~Thomas Dewar~