He raised his glass sming at me, I raised my glass and there behind him, his Son was waving to me
. .
. or if you go on. My eyes close involuntarily, unable to stop it as my body begins to take on that too warm feeling
He raised his glass sming at me, I raised my glass and there behind him, his Son was waving to me
. .
. or if you go on. My eyes close involuntarily, unable to stop it as my body begins to take on that too warm feeling
He raised his glass sming at me, I raised my glass and there behind him, his Son was waving to me
. .
. or if you go on. My eyes close involuntarily, unable to stop it as my body begins to take on that too warm feeling
