This weekend Christopher packed a bag to spend at my place. I thought it was cute because he lives so close by.
Amongst the toothbrush and t-shirts, he packed:
- His chenille throw that I curl up in whenever I'm at his apartment.
- Doggie snacks for the Femme Fatale, the first dog he's ever really "lived" with.
- 6 discs of DVD porn.
I'll let you guess which ones.