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Come on My Tulips
Vincent bent low and picked Mickey out of the tulips where she lay fruitily. He jizzed her a big grin and began picking his way towards the mill. Have I ever told you how I like my Stroupwaffle, Mickey? She spunked breathlessly in Dutch. Vincent gazed into her eyes for a long time before he said something in Dutch again. The story is called Come on My Tulips. It's very heavy on the adjectives. There are loads of Netherlands references in there.