My dating types are Peter Pans. Maybe, to us, self-professed Renaissance women, their appearance in our lives stimulates and tips over our creativity.
Now she allowed herself to become what she had always been, bit by bit… transforming from tame woman to a wild and untamed wolf. One day, as she sat within her garden, she heard a sound. The high and sweet sound of Youth crashing through the woods, without a care or a thought. Beautiful and ...
The girl who at age 16 let her body be used by the youth pastor of her church, praying it was love, like he promised. Then when the ruse was up, she desperately tried to hide away the thing that drew him to her, her youthful gorgeousness, by eating tons of junk.