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So I’m at the point where my wife is aware and I’ve said I’m dressing for my zoom therapy sessions. But so far she’s still not keen on seeing me dressed.
This morning I’m sitting waiting for the therapist to log on, dressed in a lace grilled mini, black merino hold ups, Gossard bralette with chicken fillets, Ultimo shorts and a v neck blouse with kittens and cherries on it. The doorbell goes. My wife is on the phone so asks me to go downstairs 🤣 I can’t atm… ok, have you got 10€ for the courier? Oh really? You want me to come out??
I walk to the kitchen, get my wallet, give her €10, she looks at my chest, smiles, carries on with her conversation and takes the money to the courier.
to be continued….
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