Tag Archives: Saturday at 5:30 a.m.
By smartypnts1 | Published: December 2, 2010
I’m sleeping with a married man. There. I had to get that off my chest. You’ll understand, I’m sure, if I don’t tell you his name. After all, he could be someone you know. Or you may know his wife or his kids. I wouldn’t want word to get back to them. And just because [...]