Finally, I decided to relax. I didn’t know what else to do. Trying harder is always my go-to move when I’m fucking something up. I’m pretty sure I was a big, strong man in my last life/lives, so when I get in trouble I rely on muscle to power me through. Unfortunately, in this life, I’ve apparently chosen to be a dainty-framed woman who weighs 127 pounds soaking wet. Continue reading The loves of my life.