Becoming a Kissogram Girl
I ran away from home at almost 17 with a cowboy in a circus. I was left abandoned in a strange town with only the clothes I stood up in a year later. It started harmless enough; I'd skip school to see the horses at the travelling circus. I was horse mad and besides mum and I had argued most of the last six months. I used to hang around the horses, watching them, touching and feeding them when given half a chance. I was 16 and as naive as they come. I stood 5ft 8ins, long auburn hair, 36D - 25 -...