October 1, 2009
A few days ago my husband woke up late for work. When he woke up a couple of hours late he found me sitting in the corner of our room in a chair just in my slip. I glared at him as he hopped up and stumbled for the closet. “Over here.†I said calmly as I held up a small leather paddle. He said something about when he got home he knew he was going to get it, but he really had to get going and call his […]