As talks of war begin a song comes to mind, my eyes fill with tears… Little child, dry your crying eyes How can I explain the fear you feel inside? ...ause you were born into this evil world Where man is killing man And no one knows just why. What we have become Just look what we have done, All that we have destroyed You must build again When the children cry Let them know we tried. Cause when the children sing Then the new world begins. Little child You must show the way To a better day for all. When Margaret came down she was wearing a burgundy dress. It hugged hercurves but the skirt flared just a bit and came to just above her knees.She wore dark nearly black nylons and her shoes matched her dress. Hermakeup was very subtle and her hair was held up with a ribbon the samecolor as her dress, she was gorgeous. She came over to me and we huggedand kissed, a very sensual, lingering, and loving kiss. Our tonguesdanced and she tasted wonderful."I love kissing you!" And Ronnia I am not. More

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