All that stress really had my ovarian lining tied up in knots; it finally managed to shed out of my body at an alarmingly rapid rate. When I found myself considering a snack sized Snickers, I knew it was all going to be OK. Yeah, I hate sweets.
Work has kept me busy, heat has rendered me lethargic (moreso than usual, anyway). I haven't been keeping up because, well, there are things I need to focus on now, and that isn't getting my vagina crammed with cock.
Bear with me. Bare with me.
Best,
Imogene
