When I was in Africa, I got lost and stopped for directions. I met a man - a compelling, rugged sort of man with a somewhat oversized head. We were immediately drawn to each other. His name was Bogie and he called me Princess. We traveled together for a while. In this picture, he is explaining something to me. I wanted to look at him, I really did ... but I was a afraid, afraid of the attraction ...
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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