Lori
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Here’s a perfect example of the fact you can’t judge a book by its cover. Looking at me you would think I am just the everyday middle-aged housewife.
The faint redness in my eyes should tell you I may drink a bit too much. Smelling the cigarette smoke on my clothing would tell you I smoke too much. The smile may tell you that I am very friendly but it’s usually a smirk instead. I find just smiling keeps me from having to indulge in those boring housewives’ daily lives. Those jealous women who judge me. Continue reading “Can’t judge a book by it’s cover Phone Sex”