Secrets
Welcome to my private, naughty corner. I’ll tell you some secrets. Grab your coffee and sit a spell.
I could be your next door neighbor, hairdresser, accountant, soccer mom, or your new best friend. But you will never know because I dream, live, and write what you will read here. Fact and fiction blur, words, like shards of hot colors, will steam and frizz your hair.
I was the Catholic schoolgirl who got caught smoking in the locker room after school.
I went to confession for shits and grins.
I stood up for the kid who was made fun of by others for being different.
I’ve had fantasies of S & M ever since I could remember my panties getting wet.
I live in suburbia.
“I’m not afraid to say no to someone who assumes I will say yes. I walk to the beat of my own drum.
I say *expletive deleted* to the driver who cuts me off in traffic.
I am the lady who puts on make up to go to the grocery store and chat up the people who slice cold cuts. They know me by name.
I think of life as a never ending learning curve.
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