The door to the ladies’ room was locked and so I waited. DH and I were celebrating our 25 year anniversary at a fine dining restaurant. He had the prime rib and I had the crab cakes and cod,…
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Sex
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…
