Dear Son, What I’m going to tell you is going to make you uncomfortable, but you’re a teenager now and I’m not going to sugarcoat this for you. I have lain on my back staring at the swirls on a lampshade trying to figure out what I did to deserve being pinned down, sweated on, and […]
One steamy summer morning in 1984, I rode my bike 27 miles to my 16 year old boyfriend’s house. I knew he was going to be home alone, which was rare. After a couple of years of awkwardly long make out sessions that took place in parks, up against school lockers, and on the […]
