Rubbing Aunt Peg's Feet While She Ashes Cigarettes In My Hair
The devil in a denim skirt laughs as I cream my jeans.I was a damn near high school grad when my paranoid parents decided that I no longer needed to be babysat. By then, the damage had been done. I don’t blame mom and dad for entrusting me in my aunt’s care. She was a charismatic bitch who meant business, al...