By Robin Postell Hard to forget the first time you see your name on a byline, right? If you’re a published writer, you know what I mean, And if you’re not, you still know because you are dreaming of it. Frankly, I have never tired of it. Thanks to my father, I was able to make my first paycheck from a freelance writing gig before I was 20. He sent me on an assignment covering the “Goat Man,” a legendary figure who was known for traveling throughout the state and beyond with a passel of goats. He’d do handiwork for people in towns he passed through and was quite an…
The way my body feels inside of a man’s white shirt is beyond the mere idea of sensuality, or style. There is something unspeakably suggestive about the way it envelops a woman’s body, especially if it hasn’t been washed and still carries the scent of the person to whom it belongs.
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Looking for an adventure to write about for Bikini Magazine in Santa Monica, I traveled to the North Georgia woods to participate in firewalking