Inside and Out

I’m not an introvert, but I’m also not arrogant.

In fact, while I’m extremely comfortable in my own skin, I’m also not one to sing my own praises.

When someone else does, on the other hand, I blush uncontrollably, and go all bashful.

And then, if it’s him who’s saying it, i kiss him until his eyes roll back in his head and he makes that tiny little noise of appreciation and wonderment at the back of his throat.

He told me the other day that I was a lovely person, inside and out.

Today, he told me how he was constantly thinking of my luscious parts, both internal and external.

How can one not love such a man?

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Epilogue:

I sent him a piece of mine. This piece.

His response: “You wrote that? Wow!”

Bless his gorgeous heart and bubble butt.

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14 thoughts on “Inside and Out

  1. The kicker is knowing the difference when you’re being fed a line, and when it’s said with genuine feeling (and in his case, enthusiasm). That’s when it becomes really special. I’m just appreciating it constantly — long may it last!

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