Your desire to buy the hook and have it on the table when you confront them creeps me out and makes me feel a bit ill.
This is an honest reporting of my gut reaction, though I am not yet able to articulate exactly why... partly due to time constraints, and partly due to the fact that just thinking about it makes me queasy so I am unable to focus on divining the reasons behind my reaction.
There is definitely something wrong with this, though.
Hinge of a V relationship with my husband (Thumper) and boyfriend (T-Rex). Also, mother of a 6 y/o girl by my husband.
My poly story begins here
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