Why is it he talks to me so much in his busy day. Now why is that?
Why is it that I felt calm and powerful at the Building Of Betrayal today?
Why did I cry when Sportacus bounced into the kitchen wearing his new school uniform?
My tears flowed and I felt happy and sad all at once.
Why have I spoken and laughed and relaxed on the phone with G-Inc tonight?
Why do I still recoil from the intimate husband touch...?
Never ever would I desire to perform oral on him now, yet...an intimate stranger I would....
Why is that?
Why?
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- Wednesday, 03. Sep, 2008 @ 05:52:47
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- Wednesday, 03. Sep, 2008 @ 19:27:38
Probably a little of both I think.
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- Wednesday, 03. Sep, 2008 @ 13:08:40
I don't have answers to your questions Pip, sorry

The school uniform is something that makes all parents shed a tear or 3
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- Wednesday, 03. Sep, 2008 @ 19:28:16
It's okay...it's kind of rhetorical!
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- Friday, 05. Sep, 2008 @ 19:31:15
I know exactly what you mean regarding intimacy with husbands. EXACTLY. Desire has left the building
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- Friday, 05. Sep, 2008 @ 23:29:04
oh...thank goodness...
Is it about the degree to which you feel connected to it all?
Or indeed, how fragmented you feel?
School uniform...I cried buckets...Jx