Discretion advised


Our encounters mostly intimate and secretive. I was not invited to the happy hours as she craved full attention. She turned heads and stole your man (or wife) depending on her mood. I witnessed babbling idiots, myself more than once. She could make a grown man weep, and still he buy her drink. Her beauty made her ackward sexy. Never an opportunity missed.

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Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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