It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..
Moving houses is absolute, absolute balls. But I'm all settled in to my new place and my god the backyard gets some glorious sun. Something about the heat on my bare skin in the mornings...I'm sure the neighbours aren't complaining either. It's so peaceful, luxuriating in the novelty of a new room, lazing about in such an expansive bed. If I didn't love my job so much I'd hate to leave it. Lucky my lovers are such discerning gentlemen. Shout out to you, the ones who bring the wines, the ones who share the experiences, who bring the sensuality, and the conversation.