MAINTENANCE MAN

Well ...

I never was a 'high-maintenance woman'.

But, I wasn't a fool either.

I could ALWAYS find a reason to have my maintenance man at hand ;-)

He was a real GOOD {fixer}; he was a definite hands-on man … and knew how to use his tool.

“Tell me what you want, Baby … tell me what you need … I’m here to please.”

Oh boy!

He was a pleaser, for sure :-D

And he kept the administrations coming, ‘cause I couldn’t get enough of his pleasing me.

Drenched in his kisses … cloaked in his love: totally satisfied with his fixin.

Man!

I miss my man :-(