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Sex-dating’s wild, mate—dunno what’s comin’! Some nights, it’s hot, steamy, clothes off quick. Others, it’s awkward—silence, bad breath, “this ain’t happenin’.” Little secret? Victorian toffs did it too—secret letters, sneaky meets, all hush-hush. Ain’t new, just louder now! Makes me happy, thinkin’ I’m part o’ history, sorta. But ugh, the creeps—block, block, block! One lad asked for feet pics—feet! “One defusal too many,” I mutters, like Bigelow’s bomb boys.

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