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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 8:47 pm
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She liked the sound of that. Both of her arms now stretched out to the man, waiting for him to lead her on. "Ja, makes me happy, and we'll thinks about it." She thought this was an excellent way to get the best quality out of him. Bribery! "Ach, nu, I don't wants somethings different. I wants my tattoos teh looks exactly like his. The rest of me already looks like me - but this tattoos, I wants them teh be the sign of our family. I wants it teh be the same."
She'd already gotten Kettil's permission, and she was adamant - she wanted his tattoos on her body, as a symbol of their complete, and total unity.
Her individualism would come from her clothes, her hair, her choice of - the list went on and on.
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