Malding by Midnight

Welcome to the genre I like to call baldcore

Maria Rodriguez lived within a five-mile radius of me. Twenty-four years old with a lovely round face (great skin), and a helluva profile from the side — as if the Lord above had left one of the fellas at Chipotle in charge of stuffing that bra. Maria's profile showed she had no cats, no tats, and most importantly no rug rats; so a week back I ‘hearted’…