castawaycayley
he felt the damp spreading across his cheek and shirt first before opening his eyes. The floor of the cave was the only thing he was certain about. How he got there was a mystery. In the dim light he blinked until he could make out that there was a fire barely glowing about 20 feet in front of him. He understood that that would need to be kept alight in order to fashion a torch if he had any hope of getting out of here.
Oh wow. Tempted. Should I talk about the temptation my husband feels for an affair? How he wants so badly to be with another woman all while telling me he's totally committed to us and our family? Because that's a pretty shitty thing to say when the truth comes out it always looks bad. Tempted has never been a problem for me unless were talking about food, alcohol, stupid schemes that cost money or arts and craft materials. Or vacations. So I used to be tempted by other men, back in the day. I would never actively seek out an affair like he's doing. And what is with this flirting he claims to be doing? He was never just a flirt. He was always a serial fucker.