Hi all,
I guess this as good a place as any to spill your guts. Many years ago, 22 to be exact, I finally was blessed with the son I had been praying for for 5 years. After 3 weeks his mom who was a biker when I met her in a Pagan bar as a dancer. She was sleeping on the floor of a friends house and already had one nson named John who I toook in as my own. After having my son, she decided that I was the wrong color and she decided that she wanted to be around all black guy... Read More
