That night we’d split a bottle of wine, and I threw caution to the wind. The sheets were soaked with sweat, arousal fluid, and breastmilk. And for the first time in years, I didn’t care.Â
That night we’d split a bottle of wine, and I threw caution to the wind. The sheets were soaked with sweat, arousal fluid, and breastmilk. And for the first time in years, I didn’t care.Â