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Friday nights remind me of my old apartment, when my hot older sister and I were both single, a bit wild, and she’d show up dressed s*** for us to go out, yet, half of the time, we’d just end up f****** all night all over my apartment. She’d spend an hour doing herself up, slutting up the makeup, super tight jeans, barely-there top, boots or heels, f*** me red nails, and we’d be all over each other. Going out was the last thing on our minds. If those apartment walls could talk..They’d say some nasty stuff went on in here.

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