And I take 2/3rd of the bed when I’m there the first night, and you say I take 2/3rd of the bed, so the next night I sleep on the edge (I miss you…) and leave 2/3rd of the bed to you, and i toss & turn on your left side, because you are always on my right – on the 1/3 I have left – opposite to (I love you…) the night before, when i snored and slept and rested on the 2/3rd…
…and we both wake up after tossing and turning and we toss and turn together for a while and we lie, afterwards, tight tight tight and leave the bed 2/3rd alone.
my favorite part of all that “wrestling” is the morning after… when we only use 1/3 of the bed…
pum pum pum…
::and we both wake up after tossing and turning and we toss and turn together for a while::
Ps: savner ham….
Ja,forstår det. Hold on,be strong 🙂
i tillegg til parfymen hans, jeg har et hemmelig våpen, Marie: Jeg har en genser som lukter av ham!!
awwww that’s not creepy at all. have him leave his favorite sweatshirt (worn) for you. and remember absence makes the heart grow fonder.
love the text treatments!
I just told MT (in Norwegian) that I have a secret weapon: his sweater hiding under the pillow!! 🙂
I feel awfully voyeuristic after reading those comments. I think I might need a shower.
how sweet! you made me laugh with the perfume on the pillows! hehe, and the 2/3 of the bed… sounds familiar!:P
i love how happy you sound:D:D:D it makes me smile and laugh my friend:D
oh! I know a secret when you miss him! :
MISS HIM WITH A SMILE:D
thanks, sweet Martine, I do, I do…
Awh, it’s such a lovely feeling to miss some one. At least when it is mutual 😉
I hope so!! 😛
aaawww sooo not creepy… i have been there too….sometimes i put in his shirt just to feel him around me….
Welcome, HCY… yeap, the sweater absolutely works. (and the pictures, and the mails and the…)
you get the point ;))
I drink lots of wine because it makes my face hot, so I guess I don’t need a man for the warmth factor. This, however, is totally different. It makes me think it would be nice to snuggle up to a sweet-smeller.
Now THERE is an absolute alternative – but mine is with bourbon…. Not good for the 8 am meeting the morning after, though… yikes! 🙂
There is nothing more scrumptous than being toasty warm underneath the down comforter with someone you love.
I hate cold sheets and cold feet and that is why I dress like I’m preparing for the end of the world when I have to sleep alone. Wool socks, sweatshirts topped by fleece and flannel pants.
I’m a sexy vision of pure steaming desirability. Like Bigfoot’s wife.
like Bigfoot´s wife… 😀
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