The Honeymoon_(0)
Sarah and I had just been married. It was a her dream wedding, everything she wanted, I agreed to. It was hard not to considering her Dad was paying for the bulk of it. But whatever made her happy I was all for. You know the old saying, “Happy Wife, Happy Life”. I tried for the most part to adhere to this motto through our entire relationship. Thats not to say I didn’t put my foot down on occasion when I needed to, but we rarely argued and I think we have a pretty good thing going. So the ceremony and reception were over, we’d said our goodbyes to our family and friends and retired to our room where we consummated the marriage… again and again… I didn’t let her take her dress off for …