Cindy and Alan
The next Saturday, fourteen year old Cindy decided this was the day . . . The girls whisk her away to the washroom and fixed up her face when she returned she looked like an angel I could swear I seen a halo glow over her head. We played memory games all while I was growing up but I always won she was happy that I won but sad her Brent was gone
Cindy and Alan
The next Saturday, fourteen year old Cindy decided this was the day . . . The girls whisk her away to the washroom and fixed up her face when she returned she looked like an angel I could swear I seen a halo glow over her head. We played memory games all while I was growing up but I always won she was happy that I won but sad her Brent was gone
Cindy and Alan
The next Saturday, fourteen year old Cindy decided this was the day . . . The girls whisk her away to the washroom and fixed up her face when she returned she looked like an angel I could swear I seen a halo glow over her head. We played memory games all while I was growing up but I always won she was happy that I won but sad her Brent was gone
