She’s by my side. Semi-covered in the bed sheet, staring at the ceiling. She’s hot, as in hotheaded. She’s got temper and tantrums, attitude and arrogance. It’s reflective. However, the light in her eyes and c... Read More...
Saturday - I am up, she is not next to me. My head, argh, it hurts. Perhaps she left for work. She hates her job but yet she drags herself to 12-hour shift every day. My cell phone is dead. I don’t have a track... Read More...
I am a Gentleman.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen”, I told her as she walked across the room unclothed. She flipped her auburn hair, looked over the shoulder and smiled. I was helplessly fa... Read More...