#158046 - Her eyes were starting tho adjust to the darkness, now and she could now make out the rounded knobs at the end of each bed post, remembering all the dirty, nasty painful memories associated with them, she reached out and felt the cold, brass knobs, she could almost wrap an entire one in her slender bony hand, almost. She looked back at the end of the hallway that led to the Livingroom, thinking of her girls, she spoke a silent prayer to a God that she lost faith in a long time ago, wishing for the sake of her girls, he existed, then quietly, she entered. Diane hadn't spoken to her mother in almost a decade, let alone been touched by her, nevertheless, she knew the drill all too well.
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No boob job
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This looks like what social distancing would be if it were a porn