In '75 I was a long-haired, long-legged hardbelly freshman in college. If I wasn't haunting the local bars, teasing any man that dared ventured near, I would be wandering the library till closing. One night I pulled Post Office off the shelf ....
lived like buk
I lived a similar life as a young woman. Now I walk thru life in a far different manner. Each existence possesses its own merits. Both are me, as each singlarly are not.
:o Nice welcome, thanks fellow buk-ites. Good to know there are others in the world, even tho' we walk amongst the sick-tickets who enjoy Harold Robbins and Danielle Steele
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