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Story By Patricia Flores
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Patricia Flores

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Updated at Jan 15, 2024, 23:10
"Thank you for letting me hop on your bike..." The tall attractive man with the most beautiful green eyes shrugs as he rearranges his hair into a ponytail, "not much I could do to stop you from getting on. So why were you running especially in that dress?" I bit my lip and didn't exactly know how to explain that I couldn't go through with it. I couldn't say I do to the man I apperantly didn't really know. This man was a stranger after all....
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