Most women know what it’s like to be approached by a guy like Donald Trump. He’s that guy you spot coming at you from across the party with hands extended and eyes emblazoned by a voracious glare. Certainly his mouth is open a bit, and there’s a drop of predator drool at one edge. To him you are not a woman, but an assemblage of body parts -- mouth, ass, breasts.
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