I have no real thoughts on these past couple of days. They're best expressed as a long, drawn-out noise that would be spelled like this:
aesdfaaaaaaaaaaaagfsemswifledwsolrsepfmoesopsemdjifoninjovlrnuhtmkijtkjsuled
Which is the approximate noise I make when I'm fucking exhausted from too much sex, too much cleaning and too much beating. Still. I now know that I should keep a couple of clothespegs in a pocket at all times just in case the opportunity arises for their use. Also, I get the feeling I'm a bit of a slut.
These are good things.
aesdfaaaaaaaaaaaagfsemswifledwsolrsepfmoesopsemdjifoninjovlrnuhtmkijtkjsuled
Which is the approximate noise I make when I'm fucking exhausted from too much sex, too much cleaning and too much beating. Still. I now know that I should keep a couple of clothespegs in a pocket at all times just in case the opportunity arises for their use. Also, I get the feeling I'm a bit of a slut.
These are good things.
