Dear Sandmeyer's,
Crossing your threshold, you may hear an audible [SIGH]. Fear not! It’s only me
Crossing your threshold, you may hear an audible [SIGH]. Fear not! It’s only me
paying my weekly visit, not serial stalking. Your warmth and beauty wrap me like a favorite afghan. My heart pounds harder; its walls nearly bursting with uncontainable bliss. Forefront, I stand, presenting my arm for your euphoric injection, and will here admit my only transgression being abebooks.com. Otherwise, I pledge complete faithfulness to you.
Kindest regards,
Gina
Velvet Verbosity's word this week was INDULGE.
