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Her eyes light up with pleasure atthem on the pile of discarded weeds I’ll come out later to clean up for her

I haul her up to a standing position, rewarded with a better greeting in the for so close to ives a tinkling laugh over my bold move

I grin, take her hand, and lead her into the house

This has pretty much been my life since we moved out here Bailey and I are pictures of domestic bliss The days of sex clubs are behind us Her insecurities and trust issues have been resolved We both work hard When that is done for the day, there’s no place ant to be other than in each other’s presence

It’s usually sharing a great lass of wine More conversation out on the patio, sometimes with more wine Occasionally, we’ll drink decaf coffee

Always, we end up passionately wearing ourselves out in each other’s arms

It’s the saets better and better My favorite part of the day is walking in the door and seeing Bailey’s s her down, or a wide, happy-to-see-me smile

Inside, Bailey washes her hands, tosses her big floppy hat on the table, and starts to put our dinner together I grab a bottle of red froanizational behavior class as she describes the problem Within ten lasses before carving into a gorgeous pork roast with rosemary potatoes and side salads

Soers Bailey, and she takes off on an excited ra, but I don’t need to offer any

It’s ridiculous how fucking charain as she helps et old

It’s over-the-top crazy howlove her

Hoant to tie her to me so she can never leave