Her New Tattoo
By belted and teased. Dave had fallen asleep on the couch’s recliner again. He had been watching a documentary, or an old western, he wasn’t sure. He’d had the TV for background noise while he read. As was his habit around the house, he was nude. He had been trying to wait up for his wife, the love of his life, Katrina. When she came in, it was very late. She regarded him for a moment, dozing peacefully. Damn she
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