Ask her about the man who loved her the most, and she will call him boring. She wanted entertainment, not stability.   Ask her about

In 1972 I was 8 or 9 years old in a New York City public school. I didn’t fit in. My clothes came from second-hand

From time to time, old girlfriends of mine would flip through my photo album. This was back when photos were printed on paper and kept

In 2007 I met a woman named Melissa at a political venue while supporting a presidential candidate. She lived close to me and came from

“Classy women don’t lie. Weave is a lie, make-up is a lie, waist trainers are a lie, spanks are a lie, girdles are a lie.

They say I do not know women. They say I am jaded because of one divorce. They could not be more wrong.   I have