the day after Tuesday....

I love to sit at his feet, my nails lightly dragging down his thigh as I look up at him....my green eyes sparkling, letting him know that I am as excited as he is. My tongue playfully slipping between my lips...it is Wednesay, the day after Tuesday and we all know what that is..





IT'S THE DAY THE LITTER GETS CHANGED!!!!!

(And you thought it was going to be about that head stuff)