Sometimes it's clear that the cunts I've bought haven't been anywhere close to the luxury of my mansion, especially the former rebels who spent all their time in the wilderness. I'm improving their life conditions, really.
My sealed, limited edition retrospective Life Magazine of Gene Wilder just arrived and I'm seriously not even wanting to open it because all the emotions will start again. But I want to read it all.
Linda had suffered dearly for the Feminism of her wilder young and crazy years, and wanted to give her rebellious daughter a taste of what Patriarchy had in store for her if she continued her Feminist bitchiness
After fleeing her master's care and becoming lost in the wilderness, this cunt was overcome with guilt and regret. Becoming delerious from the weight of her unchecked emotions, she looked for someone...anything to punish her and relieve her the awful burd
Going on hikes with my little sister has been a great way for us two to catch up. We get to spend some time out in the fresh air, and the privacy of the wilderness has its perks.
She arrived last night, leaving her meager clothes in a pile at the bus stop and wandering into the dark wilderness. This morning, she awoke to the beauty of the park, ready to begin her new life
My wife[53]. This is from a set we took at Wilderness Lodge at WDW in 2008. I'm trying to convince her to spend a long weekend at a nudist resort this fall. What do you guys think ... should we do it?
