Dog Training
By Slutgirl. I met Stan at a Christmas party given by a friend. He had seemed nice, the quiet and unassuming type. We talked about the party, the movies we had seen recently, and chatting online, which we both seemed to enjoy. He told me he has a close friend in Spain whom he spoke with twice a week; they had been doing this for three years. That was a long time for an internet friendship, and it told me
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