Of most my jealous meltdowns, one sticks out as specially impressive.

It was a sweaty september ny evening, and I couldn’t rest. I happened to be up eating Creamsicles during intercourse, looking at my unconscious gf, who had been snoozing by having a dubious look on her face. We had been in a phase that is open of three-year relationship, and she had return home later that night. Read More…