Did you f**k Erick?

     . Sunday morning. 7:47 AM. I get a text from a friend. I quote: “Bonjour. I have a question? Did you f**k Erick? Because his brother told my husband and a group of friends ...
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Enchained

       I feel caged. Like a vulgar mess of skin and bones. Wrapped like a beast in a pretty golden cage. They stare at me. I see them. Eyeing me. Judging me. ...