Save the last dance for me....

Growing up without a father certainly changes the dynamics of one's life. Many moons ago, a ride by shooter of mine, told me that he would never married a woman who was not brought up under the same roof with mother and father living together. Flummoxed, I said, "define living together" And for the records, he was lousy in bed and I faked it.

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