It frustrated the hell out of her. His kiss awakened something deep inside her. Desire. She’d never felt it before. But, she did with him. She wanted to explore these feelings but how was she to do that without agreeing to marriage? Just like all things in her life, she faced this head on. ...
I didn’t realize there were so many choices!” The woman wasn’t on the hunt for a new car or juice boxes at the grocery store. Nope. She wanted a dildo. I called her type a Waffler. Someone who contemplated all options before even attempting to make a choice. Because of Miss Waffler, I had ten dif...