Cherry Mead won't be blogging anymore, she's gone. Cherry ran off with a shoe designer and no one ever heard of her again. Don't worry - after a while you'll wonder if it was all just a wonderful dream. It was.
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There once was a time when images of women were filled with secrets and mystery, intrigue and enticement. A sideways glance, the trailing smoke of a slender cigarette, a whisper of danger on cherry red lips. Cherry Mead takes us back to the days of gun molls and garters combined with the modern-day trend of in-your-face sexual explicitness. Let's go back to an era where tease and suggestion reigned supreme. Do you desire smoldering seduction to coquettish playfulness?
I'll miss her a great deal, best Cherryade I never had..........
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