Back to my theme, at least sort of..
As regular readers of my blog will know I am newly separated after a long marriage. Well, as every counselor will tell you, be very careful regarding a relationship when you are in my position.
So, entering Mr Wrong!
I gave him two rather careless strokes and he was all over my fingertips, not a bald spot, not any streaking to be seen. He wore me out like iron. He was not boring in the night, not disgusting in the morning, he was flirtatious, gleaming, but quite manly with his dark base and subtle glitter.
After a week I told him we should part, but he didn't listen. Instead, he coaxed me into stroking him again on day ten, covering up some minor tip wear and a small chip.
This is Mr Wrong on day 17!
After three full weeks I finally got rid of him, but ladies, this guy just stole my heart!!
If he ever comes to your neighborhood, watch out!