As I sit here with dirty dishes in the sink, my son’s toys strewn across the lounge room floor and more rain drenching the washing on the line, I can only dream of a life where I am single, beautiful, and travelling the world, with nothing to do but please myself and have hot sex with hard bodied young men.
Of course, I’d have to get my husband’s permission first …
Once upon a time a guy asked a girl “Will you marry me?”
The girl said, “No!”
And the girl lived happily ever after and went shopping, dancing, camping, drank whole bottles of wine, always had a clean house, never had to cook, did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, didn’t get fat, travelled more, had many lovers, didn’t save money, and had all the hot water to herself. She went to the theatre, never watched sports, never wore fucking lacy lingerie that went up her bum, had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, and felt and looked fabulous all the time.
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