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Page 1, Saturday.

Hers.

He was quiet, subdued, just not himself. Something was wrong. He hasn't kissed me all night, not even looked in my direction. I think it's another woman. I went to bed and cried. He followed me up later. I cuddled up to him and stroked his hair. He lay still.

Eventually, we made love and fell asleep in each other's arms.

His.

England drew.

Gutted.

Got a shag tho .:lol:

:lol: :lol:

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Page 1, Saturday.

Hers.

He was quiet, subdued, just not himself. Something was wrong. He hasn't kissed me all night, not even looked in my direction. I think it's another woman. I went to bed and cried. He followed me up later. I cuddled up to him and stroked his hair. He lay still.

Eventually, we made love and fell asleep in each other's arms.

His.

England drew.

Gutted.

Got a shag tho .

LMAO

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