It's so nice that it's not cold anymore. I'm sitting in a sundress on the patio, the midnight breeze a cool caress on my skin. I take another sip of sparkling wine while looking at my phone; I'm so focused on the screen that I don't notice the sound of footsteps behind me, until
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Repulsive man gropes a very buxom stablegirl who proceeds to beat him up with her bare-knuckle boxing skills
Growing up in a small town in southeastern Georgia in the 1960’s wasn’t quite as idyllic as Mayberry, but my time there was made a lot better by having Daisy Taylor in my life. She was a pugnacious, kind of bratty tomboy who became my first love. Together, we explored the blooming sexuality of our teen years.