There’s a new man in my life.
It started off pretty casual, an on / off thing, around last Spring. You know, the odd meal, a quick snatched fifteen minutes now and then… sometimes twenty… if I could fit him in.
But I just wasn’t committed. These things take thought and careful consideration. However recently, lets just say things have moved on.
I try and spend time with him at least for a brief session five times a week. This month we have pre-arranged assignations every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I’m a pretty good cook, but he helps me in the kitchen too! What a star!
He leaves me hot and sweaty. He leaves me replete.
And I feel so good about myself!
What more could an old girl ask for?!
Let’s just say, there’s more to come on this subject…