Friday, August 24, 2012

What's the hardest, most difficult, but wonderful thing in the world?

The nights Emily and I go to bed wearing the prettiest, sexiest lingerie and cuddle and make out and I slide her panties off, and she whispers, so softly, "remember, you're not going inside me, tonight."

It's going to be one of those kind of nights, tonight.

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