Birthday kinda
Jack (my last long-term boyfriend) and I only had a few problems; the biggest one was that I was just a slut. An ordinary plain slut. I did try to control my urges but it didn’t always work out well. If he wasn’t around, just like an alcoholic, when there was no support, I’d occasionally fall off the wagon. This is about one of the times I fell off the ‘wagon’ and was caught by him…busted with a mouthful.One of the other problems was his family who, years down the road, would eventually break...