OMG OMG OMG. Can I say that again?? Someone pass the oxygen. Now. Please. It’s bad enough that Big Brother’s been a lady’s man since he was 13, but now my little one? My baby? OMG.… 16 year old son: Mom, can I have a friend over this afternoon? Graying mother: Sure, but your brother’s […]
White Palace. Twisted Pleasure. Empties.
“Shall I get condoms?” Silence. “It’s like having band-aids in the house,” I say. “Good to have around. Just in case.” I turn to my son, see the grin, and make one of those critical parental decisions. The kind you feel in your gut. I’m long past embarrassment when I purchase anything. Well, almost. It […]