The definition of “intimacy”
Today I was busy writing in my office which, if you’ll remember, is actually just an antique sewing machine shoved into the corner of a small walk-in closet. Remember? Lolly had been having some quiet reflection time in our bedroom. I could tell as I passed by...
Catch up!!!!
Sometimes I look at the date I’m like “Holy mother of pearl, it’s been 47 years since I posted” and then I think of all the things I could talk about and they parade through my mind like a… parade. (BEST SIMILE EVER.) But then, when I go...
When daddy’s in charge…
(Most of this post was written a couple of weekends ago.) Well, Lolly has left me. For the weekend. Everyone remain calm. Every now and again Lolly does something that I think is very wise: she takes some time off from her job as The Lady We Go To When We Need...
A very interesting blog week
So, a week ago I woke up in the morning and pulled out my computer. I dashed off a quick post about a sex-talk I had had with Anna. The idea had been in my head all week and this was the first chance I had to write it down, which I did thinking it might get a chuckle...Over 5 Million Served
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