Go Ask Alice
The house is finally quiet when I return from dropping Cynthia off at school. Six hours of peace and quiet, thank god. I hang the keys by the front door and head into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. I pour a fresh cup into my Don’t speak to me until empty cup and head toward the kitchen table.I’m wearing one of my husband’s dress shirts with my nearly sheer black leggings. I am not wearing a bra, and only have a black thong on that matches the leggings. This is week four of him being in...
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