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Chapter 3,Christmas

Marian D.(Bittenger)Heike my mom made every holiday special. Mom was a class act. Mom use to bother dad about a red head he dated once and how she was a lesbian. Mom and dad met on a blind date in Spencer at a bar. Mom was not a drinker. Mom’s first husband my half sistersContinue reading “Chapter 3,Christmas”

Just a touch

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