I promised you I would reveal more secrets, dear reader, and I am a woman who keeps my promises. When it is convenient.
While some women go to great lengths to hide it, today I will share with you my dirty laundry. Not all of it, of course. For I doubt you could handle it. Indeed, the shear weight of it could make a man's knees buckle.
And while I am not usually one to kiss and tell, I confess there must be a hundred kisses contained in that basket, if not more. Fortunately, in a few hours, less, I will have washed away all my stains and no one will be the wiser.
You want me to tell you another secret?
I did not make the bed this morning.
I can see your shock. But I could not give a sheet. I am a busy woman with many masters to please.
Ah, look at the time. I fear I must go, dear friends. The pool boy will be here any minute. But if you would like me to reveal another secret, leave a Comment.
[To read 18 Shades of J., the first chapter, click here.]
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