6/1/2023 0 Comments David's Selfie by Daisy Harris![]() Much to Miss Harris’s dismay, the sex tends to get completely out of hand. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Her paranormal romances start out innocently enough. I woke up early in the morning getting my way to urine place I heard someone whispered a word to my step mum, at the midnight the thief colleagues came to your husband office holding guns, and they squabble with him to release their friend, but he was hesitation, so they shoot his arms, and we sent him hospital because imminent to Xmas the fog is too deep to penetrate your eyes to see someone who behind you, they couldn't see me. Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn’t sure if she writes erotica. I couldn't hang on any more to the horrific scene, so I get back into my business. I heard him pleaded them to temper mercy with justice, but the more he was pleading the vexed they became. Sunday, I was in my chamber washing my filthy shirts that have gathered almost one month, and I heard a great multitude shouting, a thief, thief I was wondering where the noises were coming from, so I walked out, and I saw slim unalarmed young man carried a bag of cocoa, chasing by furious mobs, holding stone and machete, Blood was breeding down on his torn shirts, Amponsah notorious guy in our town tightly hugged him on air, live one leg dragging to police station. ![]() Please can you help me with this short story. ![]()
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