I didn't know that Heather Smith knew my middle name, and as it turns out, she didn't. She guessed. I am indeed Carolyn Anne, a southern bell with southern morals. Just wanting to please her man as a good housewife. My mom hates her southern roots, but that makes me wonder: Why did she name her daughter Carolyn Anne?
The past few days have been dedicated to watching sexually explicit television. Cathouse, Johns and Hookers, Real Sex 18... It doesn't matter which, it's entertaining, naked, and often includes the comforting buzz of the prostitutes vibrator.
I wonder: What kind of men drive up the street looking for a thirty dollar blow job? Losers? Pervs? Or is it your husband? And who are the women... maybe your mom...
I never knew Heather was genuinely nice.