~Noelle~
I stared at myself in the mirror, a small chuckle leaving my mouth as I took in the bruises, love marks, and just a little turn and I can see whip marks on my ass from Shepherd's tail. It has just been five days. They're insatiable. How did I think three weeks would be a good idea? I won't even make it through.
Still, it's amusing. During the day, I'm having fun with the kids, and at night I'm here. Just having my back blown out.
Another chuckle, I tugged on my hoodie and pulled up my pants. I just wanted to examine last night's damage.
I shuffled my foot and brought myself towards the living room where the kids are. Ollie is crawling now and that is just the cutest.
Well not all the time. Apparently he's really fucking fast while he crawls. Lucky for me, Milo will chase him no matter how fast he is. And he always ends up catching him.
