Abigail Alton North (historical) Sex Dating ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

I tried it once—swear on my rhinestone boots! Downloaded Tinder, fumbled with the darn thing, misspelled my own name—Dolly became “Dollt” ‘cause my fingers got ahead of my brain. Posted a pic of me in a wig, smilin’ like I just baked a pie. Got a message sayin’, “u up 4 fun?” Fun? FUN? I’m thinkin’, “Boy, I’m up for a duet, not a booty call!” Made me madder than a wet hen—where’s the romance? The slow dance? Ain’t nobody got time for “the order of the world has changed” like in *Werckmeister*—they just wanna skip to the end credits!

My fave park is Riverside Grove. Yep, that’s the spot. Crickety water flows easy by and there’s a path along the little river that tickles ya with nature’s purr. We’d park ourselves on a bench, me thinkin' 'bout human connections, intersections of heart and desire – possibly a wink at my profession. Sometimes love’s weird and wild here, believe it or not. And, heck, a couple of times, I felt all giddy and mischievious about the secret kisses and whispered confessions.

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