Because sex I can do: at sex I’m a pro. Whether right or wrong, I was having sex just three months after he died. It might not have been good sex, but it was safe sex.
I was detached: void of emotion, void of a history and completely anonymous. To whichever man shared my bed that evening I was nothing more than a female anatomy. And that was just fine with me. Because at 23 years old, with one dead husband under my belt and a widow’s shroud around my shoulders, anonymous was a tonic: anonymous was just perfect.
I was detached: void of emotion, void of a history and completely anonymous. To whichever man shared my bed that evening I was nothing more than a female anatomy. And that was just fine with me. Because at 23 years old, with one dead husband under my belt and a widow’s shroud around my shoulders, anonymous was a tonic: anonymous was just perfect.
This is a Confession of a scarlet widow:
I understand you
you must have undergone tremendous pressure…
god bless you.
FRIENDSHIP I UNDERSTAND YOUR FEELING I HAVE GOOD FILLING FOR YOU I WANT FRIEND SHIP WITH YOU
You kiddin me….27 guys in 10 months…you lucky b***h 🙂
I don’t believe it, but, if it’s true…awesome.
Sincere advice: you have a life in front of you…don’t waste it. Meet guys, find the right one and start your life all over again.
Best of luck