The Fall

I used to have such a round full face as a child. Plump red cheeks, the sort of face that aunties kiss and uncles pinch. So why is it that in every picture I see of myself I am frowning deeply, so very serious?

The darker the girl the less beautiful?

Could I Handle Two?

As I buckled down to receive simultaneous massages from two girls, my thoughts drifted back to the previous summer