I am enamored with my ties.
They just speak to…
Possibility.
.
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…
Heh.
What did you do with your afternoon, hmmm?
Well one thing is for sure–I didn’t masturbate! I remember those days fondly though.
Hahaha! No, I imagine not. 😉
Hubby remembers those days for himself as well, though not necessarily “fondly” – I think he prefers things better as they are now. 🙂
Damn — my afternoon did not rise up to the level of yours !!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🙂
Hehehe… 😛
You had a better day than me too. Up until last Wednesday my days were filled with itching mostly.
Lotto Scratch: Maybe you’ll get a Wild card! 😛