It’s not my fault you’re ill. I didn’t sneak the cold virus into your food or anything like that. It’s...
J came in after being in the pub all afternoon. Stinking of booze, slurring her words. Not at all attractive....
Last night I was wired and tired. Went to bed after letting off some blog style steam and put last...
Dear M, I shouldn’t want you like I do. But you make it so hard. Maybe I should grant your...