DH is staring at my crotch. I am standing by the bed, he is lying down, and we’ve been talking before bedtime. I realize his attention is elsewhere. “Where did you get that thong?” he asks, not moving his…
DH is staring at my crotch. I am standing by the bed, he is lying down, and we’ve been talking before bedtime. I realize his attention is elsewhere. “Where did you get that thong?” he asks, not moving his…