Asexual Lifestyle
Living La Vida Asexual I guess it all started when I met a boy in pre-school. No, seriously. His name was Frankie,and we were both at the ripe ol' age of three. The year was 1971, at Ward Belmont Nursery School in Nashville, Tennessee. The city where I was born, but would not stay long. The Vietnam... Sign in to see full entry.