Stop distracting me. I can’t live on love. Or can I?
Men areĀ the best and theĀ worst kind of distraction. You know you need to work, but there they are with their big eyes and big hands and big…appetites. It’s hard to resist when you really don’t want to anyway. Who needs a job, right? I bet a woman could live on love, if it was good, and let’s face it, Tan love would be…or so Sinna believes. Continue reading “Stop distracting me. I can’t live on love. Or can I?”