The day that I meet my first husband was also the day I meet the man I’d later let brand me. It was at a party at a dinging, dirty, disgusting trailer in the country side. The trailer was owned by my first husband’s mother and he was the only one residing in it. Living …
It’s intoxicating his touch. His hands running in just the right place is liable to take my breath right from my lungs. I have had one of the more stressful weeks of my life and of course he was my rock the entire time. He calms me in any situation. His touch though it takes …