Old Heads
It’s the night before what would’ve been my third? anniversary with B.
It’s the night before what would’ve been my third? anniversary with B.
“Poor is the man who’s pleasure depends on the permission of another.” – Madonna Justify My Love
So, during a recent sexual encounter when I rolled over to go to sleep my orgasm count rested at one. Prior to then I cannot recall the last time I only had one orgasm.
They sat on the sofa catching up on old times. They hadn’t seen each other in about three years. Their friendship never diminished, rather life and her mechanization kept them apart. First came Gei, and…
I smiled when I heard that last night. I always smile when he says that. It conjures images to me of women with leathery cracked skin, that he says my skin is soft.