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Around here, that tractor takes a real beating when the hormones are speaking.

I don't understand the confusion. Regardless of where you are, your first birthday means you finished your first year and began your second. On your 29th birthday, you finished your 29th year and began your 30th. It's that way everywhere, even in Arkansas.

Thank you.

On your first birthday, you ended your first year and entered your second. If yesterday was her 29th birthday, today was the first day of her 30th year.

No. She just ended her 29th year. Now she's in her 30th.

Wonder if it's dawned on Leora she's now in her 30th year.

Phone zombies. They're everywhere.

They're back. OK, ladies, birthday's over. Back to work.

Guess she's not ready to unveil her new beau just yet.

Malia bent over the bathtub washing her hair is a sight to behold.

No, I'm referring to the most recent episode. Just a night or two ago.

Any chance you have and might share that last little mutual stroking episode between them?

Not nude.....dammit.

So how do you all want it? If they flog those genitals, a bunch of you holler that it's fake, phony and staged. Same bunch now irritated that they're giving you the "real life" part of RLC instead of the fake, phony genital flogging.

American fast food roast beef sandwich shops. Piled high with thinly sliced roast beef, drizzled with a little sauce and very good. I'd post a pic but this site won't complete the insertion.

Looks as tasty as an Arby's roast beef sammich, but I love them. I'd certainly bring the sauce. Never had bad pussy, but sometimes it's not worth the shit you have to put up with to get it.

I'm mildly surprised Leora hasn't performed a comparison taste test with her finger.......you know.....just to compare.

Yes, Malia. Blow me a kiss while you're like that.

Looks like the apartment Susan and Hector lived in.

If that is true, I think that's good news for Leora and bad news for her admirers (including me.) Even though I enjoy watching her do her thing as much as anyone, it makes me uneasy to see the path she's been on. Hopefully, she will find her happiness with a loving man and away from cameras and leering old lechers like me. I don't see Malia going it alone for too long before she, too, hightails it back to Russia. She's a bit too timid for such a line of work, and that's a good thing.

You don't have to trust me. I'm not selling anything. Just considering everything I see and hear and formulating possible scenarios. If you find any of them upsetting, I'm sorry. I don't advocate for the accuracy of anything I've encountered. I hope it's all hogwash. But I am like a detective who considers everything, even the implausible. She's just a young woman in a strange town dealing with strange people. I tend to try to avoid adorning her with gossamer wings (while still admiring her fine ass.)

I'm not really sure what that even means, but fair enough. I promise to leave your checkbook alone.

Vous et quelques centaines d'autres personnes. Sois patient. Il peut arriver.

She's already on that boulevard by virtue of what she's already doing. It would just be as simple as crossing the street. Don't you think RLC recruited her to move to Prague and up her game? Do you think the recruitment stopped there? When one deals with seedy people, it tends to rub off, sometimes imperceptibly until you wake up one day and realize your fresh faced cheerful outlook has been replaced by a hard eyed cynicism. I worry about the girl and hope she keeps her head about her.

And so...........?