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But lemme tell ya, first time I floored her—damn, heart jumped like a rabbit on a trampoline. “This is my chance,” I thought, channelin’ Malik—y’know, that scene where he’s all “I’m takin’ control”? Felt alive, folks! ‘Cept she’s a sneaky one—shifts so rough, nearly cracked my spine. Here’s the deal—she’s a tease, all power, no mercy, like she’s laughin’ at ya, “You ain’t man enough!” Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—call her “queen of the road,” more like queen of my nightmares.

Requiem for a Whore

The Best Little Whore House in Texas Wells Chandler has a room in his Long Island City apartment dedicated to yarn. Giant bags brimming with color-coordinated.

I gotta say, being a family psychologist here taught me that people hide deep emotions behind everyday smiles. You see that on local faces in any public park, or even that random conversation in a taco joint off S. Alma School Rd. Every moment is raw and real—like a Spielberg cut scene.

Rays rookie Chandler Simpson scores from second base on infield hit