June 12, 2120, the weather is fine. You came home at 23:13 with a smile on the face. I guess you got a promotion today.
July 9, 2120, sunny. Summer nights would be hot and stuffy, but I guess I will never know how you feel because I am in the room. You are coming home late as usual, but I don’t mind waiting for you as usual.https://www.poilsbebe.com/