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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 5:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 9:20 pm
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After spending some time with his friend at the soup shop, Nick paid his bill and gave a wave goodbye to his old friend and made his way home to his small, but cozy home. It had what he needed, a small meeting room, a kitchen, a dining room, a bathroom, his bedroom, and most importantly to him, a wine cellar under the house where he keeps most of his wine that isn't displayed in his home. A quick change into some bed garments later, Nick rolled up in his bed, thinking of that breathtaking beauty of a woman he laid his eyes on this evening. He wanted to be hers, be her little dog forever...
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