Building a Dream Part One
A strange, but true story about what happened a few years back. So many times, I have wanted to write down what happened so it doesn’t get forgotten or changed by my memory, so now I have put pen to paper (well, keyboard) to finally document what happened on one of our annual trips to London. I can’t remember all the dialogue what went on but I do remember the important bits. Some of the names have been changed How many times, when having sex with your wife, have you fantasised that you’re...