AKA The Booty Caller.
Back in my early twenties I didn't know that some jerks call women at midnight and ask them to come round to their place at three in the morning for a 'visit'. Yes I became a booty call. Twice. I know, I know. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me. In my defense though, this happened when I was younger and somewhat naive to the ways of bastardly men.
THE NAME THAT BASTARD FINALISTS
The Name That Bastard finalists have been chosen.
Please take a look, choose your favourite, and let me
know who it is.
Click here.
(You'll be able to see the bastard immortalised in print in my new book A Girl Like You, out December 2010.)
Please take a look, choose your favourite, and let me
know who it is.
Click here.
(You'll be able to see the bastard immortalised in print in my new book A Girl Like You, out December 2010.)