Sunday, January 14, 2007

First man

Adam was my perfect opposite. He was somber when I was silly. He is wise when I was frivolous. He was demure when I was outrageous. He was gentle and sweet and I was his whore of Babylon.

We met when we were young, college-aged, drinking our way through adolescence. I thought he was adorable, he thought my eyes were amazing….and I had large tits. He was right on both accounts.

Two months into our romance I knew that Adam was the last man I wanted to date. It took him another two years to come to that same realization. I didn’t say he was flawless!

Semi-large family wedding, held a few months after college graduation. A semi-naked beach honeymoon with the glorious honeymoon sex from dawn to dusk. We both had good jobs waiting for us, and a lifetime of happiness ahead of us.

What more could you ask for?

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