The Smell of Whiskey

Bella couldn't resist a sniff of Adam's sweaty feet. Smelt it and said, Maltings, Irish, brushmills,. Set she measured on the North Anchum Coast. She could even smell the seaweed in the air. It's spot on somehow. Could I feel the texture of these hose? I might want to purchase some. No, she won't. You've spent a thousand pounds already like stop. Which is about 980 pounds more than she's got. Yeah, take her credit card off her, seriously. Stop saying hose. And handed one each to Bella and Belinda.