What Getting Shot At Taught Me.
The bullets whirled past my head and shoulders. Horror encompassed every aspect of my being. We ran. We ran like there was no tomorrow because we did not know if there was
The bullets whirled past my head and shoulders. Horror encompassed every aspect of my being. We ran. We ran like there was no tomorrow because we did not know if there was
Earlier this month while Rose, my female lover, furiously rode my husband during a love-in, my body felt that old familiar pain in my gut and my heart once again.