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I had a date with a smoking hot girl about 10 years ago. It was November in Soco, we screwed around tog fishing off the rocks. We had a good time and didnt catch anything, only stayed for an hour so we could go exploring the area, ya know walk on a beach. The smell of fresh cut green crabs is a natural aphrodisiac.
Then we went to Georges and had a nice dinner. We sat upstairs over looking the harbor. As we are getting towards the end of dinner an all out blitz erupts. I quickly pay the bill and we head to the truck. I fish, she sits. First and last date... Wasn't meant to be i guess.
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