Sunday, February 27, 2011
Last night, afterward (I'll let your imagination fill in the blanks. I have little doubt that whatever you come up with will be far more kinky lol), we were lying there in bed. I was feeling needy. The kind of needy where I wanted to be as close as possible without actually crawling into His skin. Alpha tucked my head into His shoulder and said "It's okay. Pleasure, pain, life, death--it's all okay." It was such a random statement. But somehow it was perfect. And I cried (yea, I'm a poster child for stability these days). And you know what? It really was all okay.