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| In 3rd grade we had a beautiful Principal.She was classy amd elegant.Wore beautiful heals and form fitting suits.I used to purposely get in trouble.Teacher would page the princaple she would come get me.I loved to hear her heels as she came down the hall.She would grab me by the arm pull me out of my chair dig her nails in my arm that was excitement.A little play hear and there.Love to learn or explore with a mature intelligent exquisite beauty.My Goddess to worship
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