I completely remember the horror I felt when my pits started getting hairy. I would walk with my arms pressed against my sides.

My goal is to teach readers how to treat and respect themselves and each other in an entertaining way. I do that in all of my books.

Bean, what's one step worse then a fashion don't?....a fashion don't even THINK about it.

After each dream, Frankie woke with a start, soaked in tears. But she found no relief in the peaceful silence of her room, because there everything was real. And the guilt was too immense to bear. Each time she opened her eyes, she'd quickly shut them. And wish that she had woken up for the very last time.

Are you nervous about no longer being a big fish in a small pond?

Sorry, No conprendo I don't speak Loser.

When the horse was little, Massie had covered the walls with posters of young fillies that she thought Brownie would find sexy.