Mawwiage… That bwessed awwangement, that dweam wivin a dweam…
{Today is my wedding anniversary.} I have been reflecting this week on my history with my husband.
Tag: Love
A Unique Angle (on love and elbows)
“You,” he drawls soft and low into my ear as we are spooned together, his hot hard cock resting against the small of my back, “have…”
The Way We Were
I think of him sometimes. The him he used to be. My friend, my confidante, my sexy soldier. My first love. We were fire and ice. Fight or fuck. Compromise… Read more »
Broken Hearts and Wounded Souls
Love is a violent recreational sport. Proceed at your own risk. Helmets, armor, and steel-toe boots are required by law. – H.C. Paye – And now, as broken glasses show… Read more »