The first time I got married in 1987, I married for love. Or so I thought. I was eighteen when I met him, twenty when I married him and twenty-two when I divorced him. I really believed that I loved him and that he loved me, but eventually I realized that he manipulated me. He ... continue reading
Eleven Years
Today, eleven years ago, I said: I do. Master T is the best thing that ever happened to me. Thank you, my love, for being the man you are, for loving me the way you do. I love you, now and forever! © Rebel’s Notes ... continue reading
Sixth wedding anniversary
Today marks our sixt wedding anniversary. That means I may surprise Him with some sexy photos, right? He makes me happy; He makes me feel warm inside; He give me his love; He makes me feel complete. He is my Husband, my Owner; Two people intertwined; I love him, submit to him; Together we are ... continue reading