I use to have a lucky charm. It was a toe ring. I wore it on my baby toe. An old boyfriend of mine had given it to me. It was a cheap little thing. I don’t know why I even wore it. Call me sentimental. The first night IRead More →

As my curly black hair cascaded down my shoulders I looked into the dealers eyes and my blood boiled with lust. This was the most beautiful dealer I had ever seen. She had the hands of a thief and the face of an angel. If only I had trimmed myRead More →