It is I, again. I’m the itch that can’t be scratched, folks. Slightly annoying, but I mean well. In all seriousness, I’m just always looking for a catchy beginning. Hey, they can’t all be winners. It doesn’t...

Keep this love note as you would any cherry coated message wrapped in a dusting of powdered sugar…   Keep it beside your cherry lip gloss and the panties I left in your drawer by the table where you spread your legs wide without asking, and you opened your lips without...