marlene83204
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Marlene Johnson was a lonely woman. Her husband had just left her, her best friend had moved away. One night, desperate for affection, she went to a dance club, the local meet market, wearing her tightest, most revealing clothing. It displayed her 5'9, 130 pound frame very well. Her average-sized breasts strained against the tight fabric of her halter top, and the cheeks of her round, firm butt were almost visible under the shortest skirt she owned. Her long, brown hair hung to the middle of her back.
She walked into the danceclub and sat at the bar, alone.
She walked into the danceclub and sat at the bar, alone.