And I take 2/3rd of the bed when I’m there the first night, and you say I take 2/3rd of the bed, so the next night I sleep on the edge (I miss you…) and leave 2/3rd of the bed to you, and i toss & turn on your left side, because you are always on my right – on the 1/3 I have left – opposite to (I love you…) the night before, when i snored and slept and rested on the 2/3rd…
…and we both wake up after tossing and turning and we toss and turn together for a while and we lie, afterwards, tight tight tight and leave the bed 2/3rd alone.
how sweet! you made me laugh with the perfume on the pillows! hehe, and the 2/3 of the bed… sounds familiar!:P
i love how happy you sound:D:D:D it makes me smile and laugh my friend:D
I drink lots of wine because it makes my face hot, so I guess I don’t need a man for the warmth factor. This, however, is totally different. It makes me think it would be nice to snuggle up to a sweet-smeller.
There is nothing more scrumptous than being toasty warm underneath the down comforter with someone you love.
I hate cold sheets and cold feet and that is why I dress like I’m preparing for the end of the world when I have to sleep alone. Wool socks, sweatshirts topped by fleece and flannel pants.
I’m a sexy vision of pure steaming desirability. Like Bigfoot’s wife.
a bourbon for silvia 
And I take 2/3rd of the bed when I’m there the first night, and you say I take 2/3rd of the bed, so the next night I sleep on the edge (I miss you…) and leave 2/3rd of the bed to you, and i toss & turn on your left side, because you are always on my right – on the 1/3 I have left – opposite to (I love you…) the night before, when i snored and slept and rested on the 2/3rd…
…and we both wake up after tossing and turning and we toss and turn together for a while and we lie, afterwards, tight tight tight and leave the bed 2/3rd alone.
my favorite part of all that “wrestling” is the morning after… when we only use 1/3 of the bed…
pum pum pum…
::and we both wake up after tossing and turning and we toss and turn together for a while::
yeah!
nydelig
takk 😉
Ps: savner ham….
Ja,forstår det. Hold on,be strong 🙂
i tillegg til parfymen hans, jeg har et hemmelig våpen, Marie: Jeg har en genser som lukter av ham!!
yeeee! 😛
awwww that’s not creepy at all. have him leave his favorite sweatshirt (worn) for you. and remember absence makes the heart grow fonder.
love the text treatments!
I just told MT (in Norwegian) that I have a secret weapon: his sweater hiding under the pillow!! 🙂
I feel awfully voyeuristic after reading those comments. I think I might need a shower.
yeeeah!!! 😛
how sweet! you made me laugh with the perfume on the pillows! hehe, and the 2/3 of the bed… sounds familiar!:P
i love how happy you sound:D:D:D it makes me smile and laugh my friend:D
oh! I know a secret when you miss him! :
MISS HIM WITH A SMILE:D
thanks, sweet Martine, I do, I do…
Awh, it’s such a lovely feeling to miss some one. At least when it is mutual 😉
I hope so!! 😛
aaawww sooo not creepy… i have been there too….sometimes i put in his shirt just to feel him around me….
Welcome, HCY… yeap, the sweater absolutely works. (and the pictures, and the mails and the…)
you get the point ;))
I drink lots of wine because it makes my face hot, so I guess I don’t need a man for the warmth factor. This, however, is totally different. It makes me think it would be nice to snuggle up to a sweet-smeller.
Now THERE is an absolute alternative – but mine is with bourbon…. Not good for the 8 am meeting the morning after, though… yikes! 🙂
There is nothing more scrumptous than being toasty warm underneath the down comforter with someone you love.
I hate cold sheets and cold feet and that is why I dress like I’m preparing for the end of the world when I have to sleep alone. Wool socks, sweatshirts topped by fleece and flannel pants.
I’m a sexy vision of pure steaming desirability. Like Bigfoot’s wife.
like Bigfoot´s wife… 😀