billboards and blasphemy: small-town sex on the american highway
And now, a break from your regularly scheduled starry-eyed rants about leather archives and the sparing of yet another glowing gushing note about how Riley continues to provide me with delicious and nutritious tidbits of Canadian leatherdyke history in an entirely above-and-beyond-the-call-of-duty use of his research skills and LA&M volunteer position. (Hmmm… did I say I’d spare … More billboards and blasphemy: small-town sex on the american highway