My Dream of Boyfriends Past (Or Why I Think I Should Date a Hawk)

Last week, my friend accidentally locked her keys and her purse inside her house. I helped her break in by adopting the familiar cheerleader forward knee bend pose. She put her foot on my thigh and 1-2-3 she was inside the window. When I was younger, I remember climbing out my bedroom window after an... Continue Reading →

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