I have been having a siatca episode. Very debilitating.
But I have been uplifted by reading fellow bloggers.
I did have a lovely kiss from the truck driver.
It amazes me how the world around us disappears and we become one. The place us open, packed,.the husband is near by. His friend is at the bar. As we round the conner in a tiny place he whispered " I want to fuck you"
One more step , we embrace, and kiss. I taste his sweetness, the sweat on his cheeck, as we slip away, and 4 steps farther, are in the bar, I hand him the key.
He is flushed and bright, rosy cheeks. It is though he is lighting the room, and everyone else is in the shadows.
We all go about our business. The truck driver and I are in a dimension no one sees.
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