I think it was the rock guy.
Found my headphones! I just put them somewhere stupid. That makes me happy.
It actually makes a big difference to have tunes. Used to be my car.
Still not my wallet. Aughhh. I feel like every time I’m wrong it invalidates everything else. Talked with Jill 2 about that.
You seriously need to meet her.
I write these throughout the day. So they are kind of disjointed I’m only about half as crazy. Or twice as. Not sure…
I got nothing done today. Slept a lot. Going to try to at least get all the docs downloaded I need.
What a waste. Lots going on, just burnt. Should probably allow myself it. Not always good at that.
The back and ribs are close to 100 percent. Lungs are at about 80.
So that’s nice. That hurt like a bitch for a long time. Must have been bruised ribs. Should maybey have gone in, but there’s not much they can do for that.
Some muscle relaxers might have helped at least.
Wish I could hear your snores tonight. I like yours more than the guy in jail.
Ltsooy. And I know, ditto.
I might have to start writing dirty stories on here.
Cant help myself…
She’s standing in front of the countertop. Wearing one of his shirts black underwear and nothing else. Reading something on her phone. Elbows on tbe countertop.
They just got up. It’s early. He’s about to make breakfast.
He walks up, gets a look at her.
Steps up and holds her from behind tight. One arm at her waist. One across her chest. Pulling her into him. His mouth to her ear telling her how fucking hot she is. She feels his warm breath on her neck.
It makes her to tingle all over.
They push on one another starting to lose control.
He finally turns her around. Picks her up and puts her on the countertop. Her looking at him knowing what is coming. (Had to). Says his name.
He moves up her leg with his hand and his mouth. Moving his hands over the back of her knees where he knows will make her move. Exploring every inch.
He knows he can make her move and moan with the right touch. watches as she does.
Slowly.
He always makes her wait when he can wait. It’s never long that he can.
He moves his hands up to take off what is keeping hi………
I’m an asshole. Love you.
Prologue: ya, like 5 times damn girl.
Time for breakfast.
Too late edit: goodnight. Sleep well love.