french tickle

Life hasn’t been kind to MTM. Between his collarbone (he’s out of the sling but not back on the bike), my eye (coming down off steroids is maddening, I tell you) and my book things (WHYOHWHYOHWHY ISN’T ANYONE BUYING MY BOOK??????!!!!!!?????? I scream as I bang my head into his intricately prepared dinner and stab myself with my fork), we aren’t the easiest couple these days. His every sexual overture is met with me grabbing the computer and shouting, “IF I JUST TWEAK THIS THING RIGHT HERE, TWO MORE PEOPLE WILL DOWNLOAD MY MEMOIR!!!!!”Continue Reading