Gift-Wrapped Boxes
Underneath the huge iced white Christmas tree balls
Eyebrow lifted as she sank back into the leather chair.
Comfortable ,eyes no longer sunken with dehydration.
Gingerbread and curds being sugared and whipped
eyeing his dessert with determination , he whispers....
Speaking in unison "A cat has its special scratching tree."
Crumpling her serviette in her fist, she stood up and
extends her hand spending the next couple of hours
kissing on the soft sofa with the glamorous blonde.
Your marriage must come first no matter however
much you profess to love your mistress.Swallowed.
She will understand and immediately say goodbye.
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