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I still remember sitting on his couch when my husband asked if he could kiss me. It was so sweet and no other guy ever asked me that. I said no! But I was kidding and we continued to kiss for hours. That was the beginning of massive "make-out sessions" for months. Great memory. πŸ‘„πŸ’‹πŸ‘„πŸ˜˜

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Klara Jane Holloway
Klara Jane Holloway

Written by Klara Jane Holloway

I write about my experiences in life. Some mundane, some sad, some funny, and hopefully none boring!

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