Beany smiled from ear to ear as she swung from a palm tree frong. The small camp fire cracked and whistled behind her, while the sun slowly sunk away. Ak rolled down the sand dune squealing. A party f...Read More
My boobs have headed south, the crows feet are in the embryo stage and the wrinkles on my forehead are deepening into crevases. My husband has delivered me gifts of stale peanut m&m’s and a ...Read More
