I enjoyed growing my moustache, I felt like a real man, a man on a motorcycle….with a moustache! I remember popping a wheelie on the way home from work, moustache blowing in the breeze. I strutted my man stuff all the way up the steps and threw the door open to my house and greeted my wife…who made me shave it off to go house hunting.
My vagina slowly weaps…
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