I approached the shore gingerly, trying ever so hard to enjoy the sand in between my toes. It wasn’t as bad as I’d previously experienced. It was warm. And extra soft, almost sensual. I opened my mind…. I remembered my mother telling me whenever we went on family vacations as a child, “The ocean is … More Shore Love.
Because I’m a woman who strongly believes that “word is bond” and because I feel like shit and reminiscing about him will warm my heart, among other things Ima go ahead and blog about my Cuban Vacation Lover like I promised. So four whole days went by with no sign of Raul. I laid on … More My Cuban Lover.