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A frightening moment in my life She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me – does she love me? Maybe she just lust for me, I would say. Defloration can definitely determine ones love for another. Flowers are beautiful, but once the petals are plucked off, there only remains a stem, and my wife depicts this image. My wife Marsha, always gave her version of what love should be like and most of the time, she sees love as being in control of her partner. Marsha wasn’t always too smart; with no job and no responsibility, Marsha’s only concern was who I am with and what time I got home from work.
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