humour
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It wasn’t what I had planned, but a day of childhood wonder made for a wonderful weekend.
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Friday night starts innocently enough—until a throwaway comment about Fake Taxi unravels into teasing, confession, and a very knowing look. What follows isn’t just sex, but the quiet thrill of being seen, understood, and willingly giving up control… just a little, and only to the right person.
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“Hey, do you want to get a close-up look at the moon before the astronauts do?”. I gasp and shake my head — his ‘scientific research’ would NOT be in my best interests.
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Valkyries did remind me or Father has a sense of humour, and he is right, but that doesn’t mean I can mentally stick him in a kilt and be done.
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Practical problems really do require practical solutions. Sometimes it’s magnets and scattered screws. Sometimes it’s strategy, laughter, and knowing exactly when to call a game well played.
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More fun and games in the battle between the sexes. Catch up with us here.
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Coffee, couches and a lesson in enterpreneurship. Join me for this latest installment.
The Thoughts & Musings Of Mrs Wolfie 