Friday night at the bar… they’d just met…
Hadn’t even exchanged names, as yet…
Took his hand, the damn flirt…
Thrust it under her skirt…
So he’d know she was already wet!
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Friday night at the bar… they’d just met…
Hadn’t even exchanged names, as yet…
Took his hand, the damn flirt…
Thrust it under her skirt…
So he’d know she was already wet!