1974
It was a warm night in 1974. I stepped out of my dusk pink '69 Chevelle and was transported instantly back to the night I lost my virginity in the middle of a road. It smelled like trembling wet grass and guilt.
It was a warm night in 1974. I stepped out of my dusk pink '69 Chevelle and was transported instantly back to the night I lost my virginity in the middle of a road. It smelled like trembling wet grass and guilt.