My musical journal: ‘Control’ by Puddle of Mudd
I was 30. I had just left a five year relationship with a man 14 years my senior. He put the ‘un’ in fun. In a big bad way. But now I was free and ready to celebrate. My neighbour invited me to a party one Friday night. I brought his 18 year old brother-in-law home with me - my own personal party favour. He was beyond hot! Nipple rings. Six pack. Cougar snack. Yummy. This song was playing while we had crazy drunken sex on my couch.
Man, I owned the fucking world that night!
I was 30. I had just left a five year relationship with a man 14 years my senior. He put the ‘un’ in fun. In a big bad way. But now I was free and ready to celebrate. My neighbour invited me to a party one Friday night. I brought his 18 year old brother-in-law home with me - my own personal party favour. He was beyond hot! Nipple rings. Six pack. Cougar snack. Yummy. This song was playing while we had crazy drunken sex on my couch.
Man, I owned the fucking world that night!
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