I once spend a great night in North Carolina with a Guamanian hottie.
She was hot indeed. In that very elegant, feminine Polynesian kind of way.
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Though what I mostly remember is some pesky Chihuahua that roamed around the house thinking himself a mighty coyote and me an easy snack. That, plus my sister, who's friend the Polynesian godess was, explicitly forbidding me making a move.
I curse the bitch for it to this very day.
The Chihuahua that is, not my sister.
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