| Author: | Angela Rose | ISBN: | 9781311732590 |
| Publisher: | Angela Rose | Publication: | July 8, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Angela Rose |
| ISBN: | 9781311732590 |
| Publisher: | Angela Rose |
| Publication: | July 8, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Kate is on a downward spiral that if left alone, threatens to destroy her marriage. Her vivid and fantastical dreams intrigue and perplex her to the point of feeling a need to record them in a journal. Perhaps the portrait she has so naively painted of her husband is inaccurate. Perhaps, Kate will have some explaining to do…as well as some much needed consequences! Warning: Mature themes. 18+
After letting it go and saying the typical I love you, I made my way to the kitchen. I had forgotten to start any form of dinner and began rummaging through the fridge to see what I could throw together before Ray got home. I came up blank. Maybe I would suggest that we go out for dinner together. My dream continued to haunt me until he arrived home. What did it mean? Ray had never been abusive in any way, so why was I dreaming about him spanking me? And further more, why did I feel so loved and safe afterwards? It simply didn’t make sense.
Kate is on a downward spiral that if left alone, threatens to destroy her marriage. Her vivid and fantastical dreams intrigue and perplex her to the point of feeling a need to record them in a journal. Perhaps the portrait she has so naively painted of her husband is inaccurate. Perhaps, Kate will have some explaining to do…as well as some much needed consequences! Warning: Mature themes. 18+
After letting it go and saying the typical I love you, I made my way to the kitchen. I had forgotten to start any form of dinner and began rummaging through the fridge to see what I could throw together before Ray got home. I came up blank. Maybe I would suggest that we go out for dinner together. My dream continued to haunt me until he arrived home. What did it mean? Ray had never been abusive in any way, so why was I dreaming about him spanking me? And further more, why did I feel so loved and safe afterwards? It simply didn’t make sense.
