Making of a Good Housewife
by
Jacquimac
by
Jacquimac
As far as anyone was concerned I was totally useless, I was hopeless at any sport, couldn't manage the various crafts that boys of my age could do in their sleep. As far as everyone was concerned I was a real WIMP.
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