Saturday, May 30, 2015
MEMORIES OF DEE: Forgiven--for now
In spite of the bickering, our relationship was growing stronger. There was no doubting my attraction for her but...we certainly had our differences. As we were riding in my truck one late afternoon, Dee asks me: ''what's this''? Her voice low and face red. As she spoke, she pointed to a piece of... Sign in
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