I have been very good about the food I am eating. Low carb, low fat, no sugar. Yada Yada Yada...
So tonight I have a date. I don't usually awnser to someone calling my name. I usually ignore it, look the other way. Distract myself.
But this past saturday while out and about by myself. I couldn't help myself. Let me set the scene for you.
I was at Fresh Market. I love that store. Its like a farmers market, but you don't have to wait for saturday morning to roll around to go. I was in search for some california rolls. Some good juice. Perhaps some wine. And then I heard him.
I couldn't help myself. He wanted me and when I locked eyes with him, I was instantley in love.
"Lets go back to your place, you can draw the blinds and no one will have to know."
I allowed the urge to overpower me, so I took him home. Within minutes I was breathless, panting, and moaning in shear delight. It was so good, I allowed myself another round tonight.
Wanna see a picture of him?
Red velvet cupcakes. I know loaded with sugar, carbs, fat, and who knows what else. But it makes me feel SO good, I can't help myself.
I must go, the cupcake is calling my name.