Sunday, March 8, 2009
I CANNOT DO THE MIDDLE
I left the dinner it was time my sister's were ganging up on me. About my life style or what they thought was my life style. They thought i had men every night of the week and never cooked or cleaned. Driving over to Alan's house i heard a song on the radio that reminded me of my addiction. Immediately my stomach did flip flops i hope this man always makes me fill this way. I felt all warm and it was not from the car heater. It had been week since i last seen him and my body knew it. It had away...
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