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Monday, September 22, 2008. Just after I finished moving into my dorm. I got in the car and we exchanged hellos.
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Confessions of a College Spanko. Come with me on my journey to my inner spanko-ness. Wednesday, September 23, 2009. Come visit me, I miss you all! Around the time of. Sunday, September 13, 2009. It was a hard thing to do.I deleted all 61 posts since this blog came into existence, and I am ready to move one. Thanks and bye for now. Around the time of. Subscribe to Posts Atom. So Im a Spanko. Philadelphia, PA, United States. Spanking has interested me as long as I can remember. Now that I am old en.CONTENT
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