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Smichelle: a lady with a feeble heart...
| Alla ricerca di: | Maschio Età 40 a 70 | | Stato: | 33 singolo Dritto Femmina | | Posizione: | | | Interessato a: | Matrimonio | | Razza: | Bianco/Europea | | Vita: | Vivo da solo | | Eye Catcher: | Braccia | | | Altezza: | 5'5 pollici | | Corpo: | Media | | Capelli/Occhi: | Afro, Nero | | Fumo: | Non c'è modo | | Bere: | Non toccarlo mai | | Esercizio | 2 volte a settimana | | Politica: | Liberale | | | Scolarizzazione: | Laurea | | Religione: | cristiano | | Reddito: | $45,001 a $65,000 | | Occupazione: | Attorney | | Prole: | 1 bambino | | Personalità: | Avventuroso | | Nazione: | United States | |
LA MIA STORIA
The first and foremost important picture of my early chilhood that still exist till now in my subconcious mind is how one day my father brought me along to the paddy field on his broad and strong shoulder, as Im a young king. The second picture of my early childhood history, that somehow still influences me, sometime, that happen during one of the many festival that we have to celebrate according to our custom, is how I fell sick, and was given a special care by the many guest that came to our house for the celebration that my parents held. On this special occasion, I was freely roaming around sitting on a big laddel made of woods, as I was ridding a motocycle, with a sound of an engine running, yet I dont know nor have seen any motocycle yet.