I couldn't get the words of that man's "See you tomorrow" out of my head. The thought of uninvited guests coming every day drove me crazy. Not a day goes by without swearing not to make the same mistake again. Nevertheless, when I say "for my husband", my heart goes numb and I ask for something naughty. I knew better than anyone that it wasn't for my husband anymore. In the bed I loved with my husband, now I'm looking for another man's skin.
