There is a first time for everything. The first day at school, the first time you fall in love. I was 13 years old and it was Easter. I was visiting my family in Germany and there he was.. my first love. Same age and wham it hit me. The language was no problem, due…
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I have had a complicated relationship with the subject and so does my Betty. I grew up with sweet, rather innocent romantic novels, where the main character had hazel brown eyes matching her nicely designed dress, who meets a suntanned dark haired man. It takes them half of the book to get in his arms and kiss…
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