South beach topless tanning***
Each year, my academic schedule doesn't sense up to its total wag until Canadian Thanksgiving passes and our fall harvest hits. I'm eventually getting into a pattern, and I am looking forward to making it thru the harvest celebration here on campus so I can get ready for my mid-term check-ups. My flatmate suggested these underpants were ideal to feast the season, and I cherished one of my last opportunities to love the relative warmth and wear a miniskirt before we hit zero celcius! It kind of deep-throats tho, because I am totally not talking to my dude friend (the one in the flick on my site) much at all lately. Who knows? I may have a sliver of a social life, and it's possible I could meet someone fresh to keep me warm. I'm an eternal optimist!