I found ecstasy in Vermont: MEMORIES OF DEE: Who's paying for the chicken?

Sunday, May 31, 2015

MEMORIES OF DEE: Who's paying for the chicken?

Dee and I had plans of making dinner at her house. I met her at the park and ride-- our midway point. That is where she left her car for the night. Most of the time I preferred we take my truck. I hated wasting the gas money but I was scared to death every time I would ride in her little car. So,... Sign in to see full entry.

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