My sweet & beautiful guy rented a lodge for the weekend.
It was a big surprise, & he even arenad rose petals on the bed, however everything was planned for the perfect passionate evening, until I got my period. I felt genuinely bad, because my guy planned such a special weekend. Instead of feeling happy & energetic, I was tired, tired, & miserable. I must admit that I wasn’t too much fun. My guy went to town & purchased my preferred foods, like pizza, ice cream, & chocolate chip cookies. When he came back to the lodge, he started a fire in the fireplace. He made a bed on the couch, & both of us sat in front of the fireplace & watched a film. My guy picked up Deadpool from the redbox, which my modern preferred film. Even though I felt horrible, the fireplace still made the evening believe passionate. My guy tried genuinely difficult to make myself and others happy, when I was feeling genuinely red. I think I fell in like that weekend, after he showed myself and others how affectionate, kind, & caring he can be. I thought the weekend would be ruined, but the experience was worth a million dollars. My guy & I spent all weekend at the lodge. He made myself and others supper in bed on Monday morning, & another nice fire in the fireplace on Monday night, but on Wednesday morning, I was feeling a little better & both of us took a walk outside. By the time both of us were getting ready to leave the lodge, I was wishing both of us had another morning or multiple to stay.