I dressed my maids as Amazons and rode bare-breasted halfway to Damascus. Louis had a seizure and I damn near died of windburn… but the troops were dazzled.
And judged.
And judged.
What a strange, strange coincidence.
What a strange, strange coincidence.
IN CASE THEY MISS IT.
IN CASE THEY MISS IT.
You're a popular lady. 😉🐚
You're a popular lady. 😉🐚
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