poetry The Sexiness in the Heat of Summer. {poetry} They say the Italian girls have hot blood. Oh, how we rage. Our little bodies a violent ray of heat, we love like we burn… blistering. Continue Reading
smile Mother Uber: Always Wear Pants on a First Date. Maybe you could fall in love with your Uber driver? Oh wait, her name is Jane. She is middle-aged. At least it looks that way from the photo. Continue Reading