Friday nights are generally usually one of my best nights for “play-dates”. My partner works swing shift, the girlfriends are out on their own dates, and I don’t need to get up at 5:30 am for work. So there haven’t been too many Friday’s that I have not played for a good portion of the night with a ‘friend’ or two.
With this new test of mine of not rushing into the sack I’m trying to develop a new routine.
There is a bottle of wine in the fridge (Cave Srpings, Riesling, 2006), cajun catfish for dinner… a luxurious bath waiting with bath balms, lavendar oil and shae butter for my hair and I’ve chosen Mussorgsky for entertainment.
Almost perfect…
Still getting ridden very hard before going to bed would be nice.
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