hi, can you send me friend request? i cant add you, idk why

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“Good. Now….go and write.” Sophie turned gracefully, flipping her hair over her shoulder and strode back across the street. Some girls move gingerly and poorly in high heels, almost as though they may fall at any second, but Sophie only seemed to move a thousand times more easily and gracefully. The man heard the clicking of both her 5 inch stilettos hit the concrete as though his ear was pressed against it, wondering if every male on the planet was ironically being awoken in these very moments by the delicate feet of this rich, dark-haired Goddess.

When she was out of sight, he grabbed his pen and his mind urged the ink to flow.

The man looked up and Sophie’s vagina tingled at the sight all of his conflicting emotions, and her Jimmy Choo-print upon his face. The dam within his soul had re-emerged almost as quick as she had destroyed it. She was now well and truly in control.
“What’s your name”? Sophie asked, tantalisingly.

“Sophie’s *****. My name is…Sophie’s *****.” The man lowered his face to Sophie’s right shoe and kissed the golden Celtic pattern upon the in-step. The gesture only earned him a stomp and a bleeding scar delivered by her stiletto heel.