At the Mirror II
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...

Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...