April
The only intimacy that I can share with my husband are stolen touches in the span of two hours once a week.
2008-06-02 13:21:07 / Rating: 68 / 
Story archives - tag: "prison"
Rebecca
Twelve years later and I still think someone from the prison is calling to tell me he has died.
2007-06-26 16:59:04 / Rating: 148.25 /
Mr. Head
I was out of prison for nearly a week before I stopped waiting for other people to open doors for me.
2007-05-29 15:59:07 / Rating: 270.5 /