this morning #179.

this morning, invading armies of women were approaching, coming to plunder her array of riches. she was sure of it. caution. hot stuff. handle with care. now that she was single for the first time in ages, she’d once again have a chance to prove herself a suitable partner. her most recent attempt had been a decade-long experiment in obedience to tenderness. at times, it was a bit much but she believed it was what her lover wanted, so she always tried to keep the dial turned up to ten. going forward, she was going to dial the smothering down, play it cool. with a new hairstyle & a new attitude, she’d be irresistible. she was sure of it. her eventual mate would take some convincing.