Lisa
Saturday, June 20, 2009 at 12:00PM Lisa lived down the hall in my freshman year of college. She had a kind of bowlegged saunter that really caught the eye, made you wonder if she’d grown up riding horses.
Lisa was with me for my first foray into St. Sabrina’s, the site of my first “real” piercing (left tragus). She got her bellybutton done, and spent the rest of the academic year wearing short shirts to show off the crusty little gem in her navel.
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