Some words I want to share from my Magic Man. This girl so beautiful The sound of your voice like a drug it lifts me up and leaves me floating on air your warm embrace changes my day, my night, my week it takes me to another world a place beauty, a place out of […]
My question is why do we confuse and question our self, by doing this we only put our self though pain and no sleep. I guess it is a process if we learn from it good. Yes I have done it again pushed the man who only stands by me when I am a mess.
This is my real mum’s story part 2 I started working with Boffa’s salon Saturday mornings while I was still at school, then I was offered an apprenticeship when I was 15 years of age just finished school. George and I lived in Chatswood , then moved to Milson’s point, then to Tasmania a mining […]
Call me crazy, call me sick but I love the sweet smell of sex. I used to want to wash it all away until I met my sweet love of sex games. I love to lie in that sticky love potion. I love the smell of sex in the bed and the next days. Every […]
These are story’s shared between me and my magic man and this is our beginning There once was a snail who didn’t know what happy was so he packed his bag and left home in search of happy. When he left, the weather turned bad and he struggled to move forward but he tried and tried […]