Smooth Operator or Something.
On Saturday, I decided that since I was pretty much caught up with homework for the day for the most part that I would go to the bar with my boyfriend and watch the UFC fights. I straightened my hair, put on a little bit of makeup, some tight jeans and a tank top and headed out the door. We had the whole middle table of the bar reserved since it’s the best spot in the house. Even though I…
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