Think way back to the time you saw the muscular calves that started it all. They belonged to a teacher perhaps, your auntie maybe, or a neighbor lady, a friend's step-mom. The librarian at your school. No matter whose they were, they were ‘the ones.' You remember how astonished you were to see that kind of muscle on a woman's legs. There was something other-wordly about it, and you couldn't take your eyes off those legs. And your reaction was strong, very strong. Much of your life has been a quest to find and possess those calves. Alexandra has calves like that. She is half-Greek and half-Amer...
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Think way back to the time you saw the muscular calves that started it all. They belonged to a teacher perhaps, your auntie maybe, or a neighbor lady, a friend's step-mom. The librarian at your school. No matter whose they were, they were ‘the ones.' You remember how astonished you were to see that kind of muscle on a woman's legs. There was something other-wordly about it, and you couldn't take your eyes off those legs. And your reaction was strong, very strong. Much of your life has been a quest to find and possess those calves. Alexandra has calves like that. She is half-Greek and half-Amer...