I Have the Greatest F-Buddies in the World
Chica down south is on the mend. After the hell that was last week and all the anxiety that went along with worrying about my poor cookie, things are looking way up. The bleeding has finally started to taper off and is starting to resemble the stuff it should look like once a month and the pain is all gone. I felt good enough on Saturday to even go for a motorcycle ride with Greg. We took it slow through the city at first to see if my cooch would be able to handle straddling the bike and the... Sign in to see full entry.