A week's reflection
It’s already been a week and three days since I married Guillaume. Since then, we’ve grown much closer, even though we still haven’t slept together. Over the last few days, we’ve got to know each other better and started to feel more comfortable with one another. I’ve also managed to pinpoint this paralysis issue I often suffer from. It has a sort of hold over me; when he touches me, it literally paralyses me, and he’s the only one who can control it.
I’ve finished serving breakfast, but he still hasn’t come downstairs. I pick up the post from the table and go to fetch him from the bedroom. I open the door and find him still naked, sitting with his legs apart. It’s quite a sight… I’ve seen him naked several times before, but I blush every single time. He’s focused on
