I am enamored with my ties.
They just speak to…
Don’t you think?
Heat-relaxed and slightly sun-drunk,
I send him photos of my bikini strings on one of my treks indoors for ice.
He’s at work.
But somehow I don’t think he minds the distraction.
And let it never be said that I don’t know how to take a suggestion…
What did you do with your afternoon, hmmm?