Friday the 13th...
With my usual lack of luck and perpetual propensity to get myself in the depths of the weirdest situations, I knew-I-knew-I knew I shouldn't have left The House on that fateful day.
What I couldn't imagine, though, was that it was all going to end by "ex-sex"and my discovering all about my ex Mark's foot fetish...
Oh dear... I'm such a disaster!
I'll tell it all in the next post. In the mean time, I'm getting ready to go out, and swear I will try not to misbehave too much that time.
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