Posted 11-05-2008 at 01:48 PM by 2quilt Now-Husband and I met ten days before this night, and fell in love at first sight. The 7th, 8th, and 9th nights I slept in his apartment on a blanket on the floor because I would not share his bed. I wanted him to respect me.
On the tenth night, I arrived at his apartment in a trench coat and teddie. He had Enya playing in the background, soft candle light and he was wearing nothing but a grin and 3-year old dirty-gray colored briefs that hug precariously on one hip, the elastic... |