Posy’s First Time as the Underdog

This tale picks up where “… But words can Never Hurt Me”  left off, but on the second night of a long weekend away from home in a log cabin.I am, of course, still itching to try out the underwear I’ve brought which is all black straps, dressing my body to look like its in

… But Words Can Never Hurt Me

Sticks and Stone May Break my Bones,  but Words can Never Hurt Me  [anon. ~ from nursery rhyme] I’m so excited as I get the pen to write on my skin, that my heart is beating hard, making my breasts jiggle perceptibly.  I’ve packed for a weekend away with my man, plenty of wispy triangles