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Yea but all the work made my slightly tender chest realy tender.
I mean she start's with a compliment before I go out for my jog/run and as soon as I get back she asks if I'd help with some stuff in her back garden, plants getting across from ours to her's, end up filling two bins full of tree limbs.
So I'm in my running stuff and I'm getting stung around the face, arms hands and uggg.
though I got a good meal out of it, and in all fairness she didn't know my chest was tender.
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-Jenn
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