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So that was YOU in the back seat with me? We were kids, then. I remember the soft roar of the motor, and all that wind with the top down....
Actually, I was in the back seat spooning with Jill; YOU were in the front seat improvising the song with Melody, your latter-day thrill. :)
So that was YOU in the back seat with me? We were kids, then. I remember the soft roar of the motor, and all that wind with the top down....
ReplyDeleteActually, I was in the back seat spooning with Jill; YOU were in the front seat improvising the song with Melody, your latter-day thrill. :)
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