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About Melbourne

Anyhow, I’m lyin’ there, thinkin’, “This is livin’!”—like in “Yi Yi,” when NJ says, “I see the world through your eyes.” That’s it, sugar! Them fingers see my knots and melt ‘em away. Ain’t just rubbin’—it’s a dance, all sensual-like. I giggled so hard once, oil splattered—looked like I’d wrestled a hog! And the masseuse? Built like a brick house—talk about eye candy! Got me blushin’ worse’n a schoolgirl.

An Itinerant Childhood

There’s Maple Street too. Quiet? Nah, it buzzes with life. I have many chats over coffee at a little joint on Elm Street. You’d love it – it’s like my mini break zone. Weird as it sounds, sometimes I even record sessions, note spilt coffee drips on napkins – details matter, ya know?

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