These three secrets reminded me of incidents in my own life.
My first husband had a motorcycle.
We didn't last long as a couple,
but I did enjoy wrapping myself around him
when we rode around on his bike.
We didn't last long as a couple,
but I did enjoy wrapping myself around him
when we rode around on his bike.
A group of redneck teenage boys driving around the neighborhood in a pickup once barked at me while I was out on my afternoon walk. I hate to admit how much that shook me up. I stopped walking for a few days. When I started up again, I took a different route and picked a different time of day.
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