California truly is “wine country,” even if most people believe that the vineyards end just north of Santa Barbara.
I was thinking about that the other day after receiving an inquiry about wine-tasting opportunities in San Diego. 248 more words
My first roommate after I graduated college was a vapid, self-centered girl who bartended at the little club down the street from our apartment. She had boys run in and out of our apartment at odd hours of the night, would go two months before paying me one month of rent, and thought she invented a new drug (I tried it; it was simply powdered sugar). 2,483 more words
Laugh, smile, wink, lick, caress, nibble, stare.
I wanna be naked with you.
Create a backdrop of you and me
We’ll see what happens.