Carol Larson:
One night I went to the Music Hall for the nine o'clock show. When I got back, around midnight, he was waiting for me. Sore as a boil. "Don't forget," he said, "you belong to me - any time I want you. And when I want you, I want you *here*, waiting for me. Don't forget." And then he socked me. Split my lip.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 09:08
Consiglia
Voto
Nessun dato in archivio
Commenti
Nessun dato in archivio
