Chapter 5: “Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.”
― George R.R. Martin
Logan
Camille Leavenworth is a beautiful woman with long blond hair, large breasts, and a tiny waist. At any time, I’d accept her obvious invitation to bed her. Too bad that suddenly, I prefer long dark hair. I’m definitely f****d when my c**k doesn’t even stir at the thought of bedding a gorgeous woman like Camille. I’ve never turned down a woman’s invitation to bed her. Hell, I’ve even slept with a few of my stepmothers. My dad has been married seven times, and other than my mother, most of the women were either waitresses, strippers, or flight attendants that my father met on his many travels. Most of the women were closer to my age and would offer themselves to me not long after marrying
