2007-02-11
This weekend
I met the man of my dreams. He was gentle and kind but strong and he touched me in ways I never knew before. I never even knew his name, but I will never forget him.
He was the massage therapist on duty Saturday afternoon who worked on my poor abused coughing muscles.
( Capricon report )
He was the massage therapist on duty Saturday afternoon who worked on my poor abused coughing muscles.
( Capricon report )