He must of had his mind on pussy

The husband said of the truck driver.  Why? He forgot my Wisky I ordered,  he said.
I had just come in the door from a trip to town.  Trying to get my back up and running again. Chiropractic,  Accuputure,  anything to get back to normal.
I can imagine the truck driver was befuddled. We had just been texting prior to his walking in the door.

It is funny  how the truck driver's vibration is so intense.  It is like it permeates the walls, I can feel where he stood and walked.

The husband seemed to chanel him all evening. He seems to sense there is something going on.  And it turns him on.

My youth feels like music in the far off distance

Went to a music festival last weekend.  I manage to tent with tge organizers, know  most of the musicians,  stage, sound crew.

It just didn't  feel like home to me. It ft sad. In day I danced all day and night. And often ended up in a  few handsome  men's arms, and beds. Relationships were forged.

The torenchle  rains  didn't  help my disposition 
Although I  was set up  in s comfortable  tent, I couldn't  stay warm.

I left early and found the long  way home. One hundred  miles  of dirt road,  strung  with lakes , mountains, and glaciers.