Full Hearts and Leaky Scars

He was relentless.  He sniffed around my “breast". I put that in quotations, because if you have been following along, you know what I really have is just a skin-pocket with a temporary water balloon. “Murph”’ I said with exasperation, “what the hell...stop it. That’s annoying”. Little did I know, Murphy, my 8 month old …

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I stood there, topless, ready to be photographed.  “Welp, here goes nothing,” I thought as I looked at the person holding the camera. In fact, I was wearing only a cheap, disposable panty and a smirk.  The shutter clicked away as I was told to hold a few different poses. “Okay. That should do it,” …

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