U.S. · POLITICS
June 22, 201933 min read, 6545 words
Published: June 22, 2019 | 33 min read, 6545 words
My first rich boy pulled down my underpants. My last rich boy pulled down my tights. My first rich boy — I had fixed my eyes on his face long enough to know — was beautiful, with dark gray eyes and long golden-brown hair across his forehead. I don’t know what he grew up to be. My...
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Well written in the inimitable style of New York magazine.
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