You work a straight-laced day job. You also go to the gym regularly, eat three squares a day, and never date more than one man at a time. Your personal hygiene habits are impeccable. So why can’t you shake the suspicion that deep down inside you’re housing a singing, dancing, Southern whore? More terrifying is your hunch that she’s planning to try and escape. (You occasionally wake from nightmares in sweaty fits mumbling “Howdy y’all!... More >>>