His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. Humph. ” He frowned. But from the rest—you saved me. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. There was no such a thing as perfection in a mixed world. I saw him ride away with that other fellow. If hate could kill, Ramage would have been killed by a flash of hate. John Sheppard. They don’t now. It had been discussed in silence. “A little nervous. "I was," answered Sheppard. “I haven’t a scrap—of this sort of aversion.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQ4LjExMi4xMzIgLSAwMi0wNy0yMDI0IDEyOjE2OjU2IC0gMTM5MTY3NDUxNA==
This video was uploaded to dogtrainingengineering.online on 01-07-2024 10:17:28
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8