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Cleopatra
Egyptian slave
March 04, 2015
Behind the Pyramids
I was working a night shift as an Egyptian slave.
Darkness descended. I felt a female presence at my elbow and glimpsed long, luscious lashes.
"Hi. I'm Cleopatra. Meet me behind the pyramids at ten."
Of course, I kept the appointment. And there she was - my camel in hot pants.
B.R. 03/03/2015
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