It’s okay to ogle someone, tits, bulge, legs, arses, as long as you don’t turn around and look back. It's the ogle back that lowers the class of the act.
Every where I look, lately, I seem to be gazing at, um, er, shapely crotches and well packed pants. May be it is the weather? May be it's me?
Soldier on with Codral, soldier on. (something to suck on)
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