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Bailey
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Bailey
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Bailey
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Bailey
The look on her face as my tongue penetrates her pussy for the first time.
Steps to Heaven….
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Remember when Bailey’s sister told him to grow up and he replied with
“That is precisely what I’m doing,” Bailey says. “I don’t care if you don’t understand that. Staying here won’t make me happy. It will make you happy because you are insipid and boring, and an insipid, boring life is enough for you. It’s not enough for me. It will never be enough for me. So I’m leaving.”
Hey gurl you dropped something MY JAW
Explorer Robert E. Peary in sheepskin, 1914-15.Photograph by Joseph H. Bailey, National Geographic
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1960’s Caitlin - see the video below by unexpectedtales
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1960’s shoot with Caitlin - see the video, link below : www.youtube.com/watch?v=KIwK72iEcX4&t=599s
1960’s Caitlin - see the video below by unexpectedtales
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1960’s shoot with Caitlin - see the video, link below : www.youtube.com/watch?v=KIwK72iEcX4&t=599s
A kiss from mama Arizona
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Scenes from the trail - the sequel
Timber prices are through the roof just now so the harvesters have been busy. Yes, they make a mess. No, I can’t get upset about it. The trees they take are aliens. They drop needles that form a thick blanket creating utterly sterile forests. The carpet of needles doesn’t harbour insect life, which means there are no birds or small furry predators. These plantations are unnaturally quiet because there’s zero life in there.
The good news is that the Forest Trust replants with a mix of native hardwoods. Although they’re much slower growing and need protection from deer, the biodiversity has increased exponentially over two decades of sensitive and careful management.
The bonus from Bailey’s perspective is there’s a sea of mud full of exciting smells just begging to be explored.
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Scenes from the trail, episode ‘n’.
I guess a little commentary is warranted. First up is Creag Ard, my favourite quiet place, with Meall Fuar-mhonaidh in the distance. The second pic is the view north from the same spot. Harvesting continues to the extent that you can almost see our house now. Speaking of which, that’s us in the third pic from the other side of the valley. The rest are random snaps of things that caught my eye as we walked. (The hole is yet another exit hole for one of our resident moles; we’ve been overrun with them this year.)
We’ve also been insanely busy, so I’ve been neglecting my tumblr. Sorry for the prolonged absence.
if you need a friend get a dog by Dora Meulman
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“Dogs never bite me. Just humans.” Marilyn Monroe This is Bailey on new year’s eve, she loves me. Happy New Year.
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Having the unique job that he does, Alabastar attracts some strange people to his work. I title this piece ‘A Summary of Alabastar’s Pursuers’, as a sort of visualisation of their aim to stop him or question him. Below the line is an explanation from left to right of each of these characters - Strata45, Roman Morosen, and Bailey :)
Strata45is an agent of ExpireAegis and she oversees Alabastar’s work sending him messages and reminders about things in a very pestering manner. She’s very evil-natured and has the ability to take over Alabastar’s mind for a short while if he goes to do something to impact his job (E.G. trying to die or telling the authorities about the ExpireAegis agency.)
Roman Morosenhas been hired to track down Alabastar, because he’s a supernatural interference with death, and a wanted murderer according to the authorities. The only way Roman can figure out how to track him down is to sign up to Alabastar’s death app to lure him in. Of course, Roman can’t die, he revives the next day, so dying my Alabastar is of no risk to him. These two have a constant rivalry, where they’re both trying to do their job but can’t complete it because of an endless cycle. (His reference is also here)
Baileyis a radio show host who interviews people who have died and are currently in the afterlife. He notices people calling in about being killed by this 'Enigma’ guy and he becomes interested in this mysterious being. He makes it his goal to search out Alabastar and interview him. He stalks his every move and pesters him for information. Usually, Alabastar is fine with talking to anyone and being their friend, but he’s been told by the agency to avoid Bailey at all costs. He likes dressing as a bee and his radio station is called 'Beefore the News’ cause it always plays before the news.
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If you are unsure of Alabastar’s story you can read it here. This is of course all part of my story 'When Mourning Comes’ (readable here)
Thanks for reading and comments are always appreciated
bailey jay. posing as a childhood teenage boy. lets make her famous and mind fuck north america. sound like a good idea? how can you not accept her.
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