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Last night, I did not want to take my husband to his little "event". I did. I ran a few errands, shamelessly flirting with the man at the liquor store. I picked husband up, and despite giving a slight elbow into his ribs, we ended up at dinner with other participants. I was not friendly, I didn't feel the need to be.
Side note: Having some issues as my body "rights" itself hormonally. This does not help.
I feel the change in the atmosphere when I want to be bad



