This is a work in progress. Please leave comments to let me know what you think… 2nd piece will come soon if I get good feedback. I had gotten into a fight with my husband of five years. I was eighteen when we got married and way too young to know what I really wanted
As a thirty-eight year old blonde haired, brown eyed, married mother of two children, I’m five-seven with a 36D-24-38 figure who works in the insurance industry. My husband is a six-foot two inch dark haired, hazel eyed police officer who is broad shouldered, trim waisted, and heavily muscled man.We had chosen several years prior to
Sc: brattyfattybabe She stood there, all of 5” tall, looking death in the face. In front of here is what can only be described as the hideous monsters we worried about slithering under our beds as children. Lurking in our closets. He stood at least three times her height, and even get started about his