Remembering Mr. Smith

In 1992 I was living with my 89 year old grandma and I was 26 at the time. I worked at a nursing home as a nurse aide and had sex with a few of the male patients. This one October Sunday morning I was off work and I thought I would go visit this community church that was on the next street over. So I was dressed up with shirt and tie and was on my way out the door when grandma told me that Mr. Smith a 67 year old bald pudgy retired construction worker who lived two … Read more