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And here I’d thought I’d just been horny…

Period.  Last week.  Mon – Friday.  Growling, irritable, drugged up, clutching the heated blanket.  Then the weekend arrived, and I felt GREAT!  Fantastic even.  Randy.  Giving David those looks – waggling of the eyebrows – half-smiles and suggestive telepathy.  Couldn’t get enough of him.  We’d finish one bout of naked wrestling before, barely giving him…

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Heather, the pug-faced girl.

Last winter, to ward off cold air chest pain, David purchased me my very own Cold Avenger / Darth Vader mask.   Well, it’s winter once again, and though Ontario’s November was pretty damned temperate, December has been colder than a witch’s tit the last little while.  Not generally a problem for most stalwart Canadians,…