Oyster Pants
The bulge in his pajama pants is growing under my gaze, and when I give him my “come hither” gesture he does so with a sheepish smile. “What’s that in… Read more »
Category: Mi Esposo Fabuloso
Stinky Legs
Sometime around sunup: I am half-awake, sprawled diagonally across my bed, arms akimbo, tank top twisted, legs uncovered, pajama bottoms pushed up to my knees. I hear the soft tread… Read more »
Runaway Vagina
There are very few barriers in my home. I pretty much have an open-door policy, and that includes leaving the door open when I’m in the bathroom. Not only does… Read more »
My husband got gonorrhea. From the neighbor.
At least, that’s what he told me. In excited tones, no less. Waving his arms about and grinning like a lunatic. “She’s giving me her gonorrhea!”