Al Maestro con cariño Jamás hubiera imaginado lo que pasó aquella tarde en su oficina. Armando era mi asesor de tesis. Yo cursaba el último semestre de la carrera de Comunicaciones y ya ansiaba graduarme de una universidad privada en la Ciudad de México. Lo había elegido a él puesto que en la realidad no había mucho de donde escoger dentro del cuerpo de la facultad. Lo cierto es que
Je vais souvent au music world mais encore plus souvent depuis que j,ai remarqué qu'un des vendeurs était pas mal cute . J'avais remarqué aussi que lui aussi m'avais spotté. mais je n,étais pas certain , après tout , il doit surveiller les clients pour le vol. Hier je suis allé , Il m'a dit salut . J'ai regardé tout ce que j'avais a regarder tout ce que j'avais a regarder mais je
I had always had a wild fantasy that I would have paid money to live out. But then that's just a dream, right? Well one day, I read in the newspaper an ad from a company that promised to make one's fantasy come true. I decided to find out more about them and called to set up an appointment. A few days later I'm sitting in their office explaining my wild fantasy to a guy, who
I just can’t help it; some guys make me weak in the knees. My “best friend” and I would spend the night with each other as often as we could. We would stay up late watching TV and some times go out into the night and get into a little trouble. Playing pranks on the neighbors and so forth. Then when we were to go to bed, we would get into these wrestling matches in the dark.
Tom Worthington was 18, the top wrestler at Brenton High School, and was almost certainly headed to win the state finals. He was fast, and he was good. He had one of those hard bodies some guys are blessed with, with ripped abs and strong, powerful arms that had pinned so many opponents that most guys almost died when they saw they were matched up against him. He was the pride of
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