Barbecue with a side of flashing

   DH was on the deck, grilling, smoking and drinking a beer. He seemed somber although I know from asking earlier, he was not thinking about anything in particular. I wanted to see him flash me that killer grin that…

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The saga of the busted dildo

   “Uh, oh,” I said absentmindedly to DH. “I think it’s broken.” In my hand, I balanced the toy upright. Instead of its usual stiff profile, it had an odd bend near the base and fell to the side. The…

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