
My husband had to attend a Christmas party at work, so I jokingly wrote on his chest, “This is my husband; if you touch him, you’ll pay for it.”
He returned home in the morning and was slightly intoxicated. When I helped him undress and put him to bed, I saw a reply on his back: “Savina was here. …
My husband had to attend a Christmas party at work, so I jokingly wrote on his chest, “This is my husband; if you touch him, you’ll pay for it.” Read More