The littlest cheater
Posted by Breeze on Tuesday, January 1, 2008 at 8:36 amCategory: Breeze
One of the men in my life came home smelling of another woman. No, it wasn’t my husband, though I wonder if it wouldn’t have bothered me just as much if it had been him with a little lipstick on his collar and surrounded by a cloud of someone else’s perfume. At least I know he wouldn’t enjoy cuddling up to some other woman. No, it was Smiley Face who cheated on me, and I’m willing to bet he smiled and cooed through the entire snuggle. I sent him to visit his grandma, but I think the perfume came from my mother’s friend who stopped by and held him for a bit. When I got a whiff of him, it was all I could do not to rush him right into the bathtub. I had some bizarre reaction to his smelling like someone other than me, but I rose above my jealousies and didn’t give him a bath until the next morning.
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