It was a small gesture, but I think significant.
I deliberately left him alone in my bedroom to strip the wallpaper.
Which meant he moved the bed .. and found my literature. All of it. The swinging manuals, the girl on girl romance, the stud stuff, the BDSM, the kinky, the arty and the explicit. And laughably, my copy of Wonder of The Universe with the slightly bedraggled pages of the beautiful Brian Cox (which he carefully put under my pillow, for later reference).
"I wouldn't have you any other way" he says.
I have my period," I said "but we could work around it."
Thank you for all your comments on the last post. I'm anxious about hurting his feelings, I hope that taking it slowly will avoid any discomfort (in every sense of the word).
Oh yes .. and i got smooooth walls, too.
You want some savoury?
Try this:
- A 5lb pork shoulder, with generously scored skin.
- Place in a colander over the sink, douse the fatty side with a kettleful of boiling water, allow to dry for 15 minutes or so.
- A big pinch of dried oregano, and tablespoon of flaky salt, rubbed into the open creases in the fat.
- 20 minutes in a hot, hot oven.
- 5 hours in a low oven, about 150ºC
- Very happy boys at my table ...
