By Tangled Blue
Writing has always been important to me. I was the girl in the neighborhood who wrote dramatic plays and then forced my childhood friends to perform my work in the backyard for an audience of squirrels. In high school, I wrote sordid love stories about yearbook camp, dark room blow jobs, and kinky farm parties and submitted them in my creative writing classes just to make my teachers blush. Now, I write fluffy little nonsense stories for my own pleasure, and lately I’ve been wanting to expand my writing horizons and be more daring.
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