It's afternoon time and my Butterfly is lying topless in my arms. Sun raises are falling over her and her face is glowing more brightly.
Today for the first time I played with her soft t**s and I f*****g loved it. I'm loving everything about her and enjoying every moment which I'm spending with her. I just can't believe that I agreed to sleep with her whenever she wants. I don't know what's happening to me, why I'm breaking my own rules, why I'm accepting her every condition, I have no answer to all these questions but one thing I'm sure about is that I can't see my Butterfly upset. Whenever her lips curled down in sadness, I don't know why but my heart ached.
"Butterfly, could I know what did you see in the dream that you became so scared?" I asked, breaking the silence, just curious to
