Six Generations of First Born Women

I was an elitist, an Art snob. Painting was my medium of choice. I had natural inclinations, an ability to draw, 2 degrees in Art and some local success. I never hesitated to call myself an artist. RG had a whole other repertoire. He introduced me to the world of public art, performance and... Sign in to see full entry.

At 14 Erika was a stunner. She was my daughter, and I didn't see it coming. I figured it out when we would walk down the street together and I saw guys swivel their heads so far around I thought they'd screw themselves into the ground. I knew it wasn't me they were looking at. It was going on 4... Sign in to see full entry.

My staff thought I'd been kidnapped, or worse. The last time they saw me was when RG picked me up at my office for our first "let's do lunch" date. There is always tittering and speculation about your boss's love life but in those days I tried to be discreet. I told Jennifer, my assistant that I was... Sign in to see full entry.

RG had his share of intimate female relationships just as I'd been gathering men friends. He got me to confess mine and he told me about his. Telling is one thing, but meeting the competition face to face is a whole other challenge. At least one of RG's newer "friends" dropped out of the race when... Sign in to see full entry.

Who pays in a relationship? This question is as big, sometimes bigger than sex but they are always linked. In spite of the fact that I was riding the wave of the feminist revolution, that I prided myself on being financially independent, I still expected the men in my life to pay for the priviledge... Sign in to see full entry.