The teacher ***Make me degenerate _'s love for time

The teacher ***Make me degenerate _'s love for time

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At mid-night, I and coming out assisting in from a certain bar each other carefree and leisurely. We decline the boss want, turn on to run quickly, give good intention of us he, say oneself ask only
It is a little more convenient for a car to go home. Catch her satchel in the long hand tightly, there are contracts of a piece of indent inside, this is the result that we two are diligent today.
Yes! We two clap the hands to congratulate. This is single, it is enough for we two to have the women of so many excessive demands to eat to life for one year. There are no men at one's side, and does not want to regard the man as the professional women depending on all the life, always have psychology of storing up grain against famine. The man, the man has already turned into a certain essential species in our eyes.
Give an added grace to what is already beautiful, matter either.
Except will have dealings with varied man at work, I am during usual time, do not want to see any man. I distrust them, there is no sense of safety.
Though people always see me coming in and going out in the dissipated and luxurious place skillfully smiling at Qian, but that is only my job, that just joins in the fun on occasion.
Coming back home, I took off the overcoat very worthy, black cashmere dress emerges. Black boot, black skirt, this is an armour in my battle field.
I go toilet unload, make up in them, have rouge and powder, the intersection of woman and pale and cavity on the mirror. I make great efforts to be facing toward the mirror to do a smiling face, find two fish's tail lines.
Old and feeble not to miss me, even if I work hard and try very hard to cover up, I know, appearance of me, eventually like my heart, from lifelike and beautiful in a certain moment, turn into wrinkles and grow thickly.


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