Welcome to the little pad/nest that Khrystean had made for her final days at Le Montreaux. Being in the empty upstairs after her roommates had moved out gave me Grooms Attic feelings from when I was chilling in there after Raymond moved out. It must have been the hours spent in the window seat coupled with the calmness that only an empty house can offer.
Thanks U.S. I-35 and East 38th 1/2 street for always keeping it real, keeping it interesting. You should try standing on the overpass sidewalk for less than five minutes and count how many times the cars beneath you honk and wave at you.
After months of contemplation and anticipation, I finally got my pit photoshoot. And got Christopher into my black floor length velvet dress that I'd been thinking about on a dude for quite some time. Please view large.