I am a lifelong teetotaler. I also do not smoke cigarette. Not as a result of my desire to be righteous. But thanks to a strict father. Who would make a master sergeant peel in his pants. As I have leant in life. If somethings look like Heaven. There will be Hell to pay. Trying to be proper comes with its own occupational hazard.
I will never forget the day a certain millionaire politician invited his favorite journalists to his mansion for a night get together. He had gone to the trouble of killing a small goat for the occasion. It was an all-men small party. The occasion was going according to his plans. Until he noticed me.Continue Reading The Story Here