C KPM
I met a guy, we met for 3 years, we were going to get married. He was my first and taught me a lot. We had sex on a daily basis and not once, I wasn’t crazy. There were no prohibitions. I recently sat with him, the phone fell behind his big bed, I sat down and saw a rubber grandmother there!!! I first thought of a corpse. I quickly got up and left, he was in the bathroom. Then he called me so much, wrote, came to me. I sent him to his grandmother. So, this morning I open the curtains, and I look down (we live on the 7th floor) and it’s written: “Masha, you’re better than a rubber lady!” With big white letters.