Moanday Moans

Dearest Monday Ms. Mac,

Only three more sleeps to go until my Delicious Secret eventuates!

I do hope your week is getting off to a better start than mine. One offspring is sick and could not go to the grandparents this week. So I’m not getting any child-free evenings after all. Bah.

And I have 400 spams to delete from my inbox today! They are not even funny ones, offering me a bigger penis and a better sex life, but simply error messages about supposed delivery failures.

Oh wait though – here’s a good one:

Bend her over like Beckham

and another one, with actual penis photos.

Hmm, my day is looking up!

Saucy Love & Tabasco Kisses,

Antipo

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