"This whole world is wild at heart, and weird on top."
The things you pick up as you go.
Somewhere out there, there is a man who could give me this child.
And I don’t mean a father, I mean an agent or guardian or white-slavery trader.
…I am kidding, obviously. I hope you caught onto that.
Umph. It’s time to get laid again.
Once upon a time, I slept with a guy who had biceps as thick as my thighs. I’ve decided that the next man I sleep with should have comparable biceps, as well. I’m not looking for Happily Ever After right now, so might as well find Happily Letting You Bench-Press Me, instead.