Posted on April 22, 2009 at 3:00am
I remember vividly the way you used to stroke my hair, caress my skin, kiss my neck and the anticipation as I waited for you to return from work; the door slamming and the footsteps on the stairs, then the smell of tobacco on your breath (why did you have to smoke?).
I can’t be sure how many years it all lasted, but it was a good while and my heart is palpitating just thinking about it. I did suspect there were others, you know; especially the time I caught you with Jess… Continue