Author and owner of Captain Obvious' Crime Site. I have been blogging in one form or another since the days of Fidonet and BBSes in the early nineties. Started blogging in it's current form around 10 years ago and got seriously interested in crime in 2005, about the time Natalee Holloway vanished. I've been hooked ever since.
  • Southern Lady

    Thank goodness they never took pics of me way back when, although I'd like to see them now, just to remember how purty I was.

    Yeah, we didn't have the RSO back then, but my mother preferred me going out with older guys. As long as they were honest enough to tell us how old they were. She said all guys want the same thing no matter what their age (although she didn't tell me what that was) but that older guys were safer drivers, that they had to pay for their own insurance. And you know, she was right.

    This guy, however, is less than the scum on the bottom of snail slime. He deserves to have his nuts whacked with a piece of iron wood. Just my opinion.

  • April

    My husband takes pics – for his pleasure. But I'm not 14.

  • Southern Lady

    You're still a spring chicken. Comparable to me.

  • April

    34 is no spring chicken, dear. But I spend some time making sure my ass is picture worthy. I just know my days are numbered until I see an ass shot and think “Holy HELL!! That can't be me!!”

  • Southern Lady

    34 is a great, healthy age. I was in between babies at that point, but I did okay before and especially after. I took Tae Kwon Do for the hobby, so I was pretty tight. But it's been some years. I'm about to turn 53 so time is aging.

    Now I look back at the 14 year olds, and they seem like children. Oh, but I knew everything when I was 14, and that's what makes me worry. Fortunately, my daughter is now almost 18 and she survived the pervs.

  • Sammie1229

    the girl was 17 not 14