I don't understand why Kandy got mad when you put your hand in Tabi's crotch. And I don't get your being withdrawn all night after that.
If Boogie just wasn't in the mood for sex, couldn't you all have just talked about it instead of screaming Fuck You all over the place?
Love withers under constraint; its very essence is liberty. It is compatible neither with envy, jealousy or fear. It is there most pure, perfect and unlimited when its votaries live in confidence, equality and unreserve. -- Shelley
me: Mags, 59, living with:
miss pixi, 37