I texted Dave this morning when I got to work asking him if he wanted to go to a bonfire and fireworks display tomorrow night. I had visions of a crisp cold night, wrapped up warm, snuggling with each other sharing a hot drink and a hot dog. I was thinking romance.
Dave was thinking: no.
He replied at the end of the day saying he preferred to stay in and snuggle (awww) and have fireworks in the bedroom instead (oo-er!).
I reminded him that I was on my period. So did this mean he would actually contemplate period sex for once?
He said he meant “anal fireworks”.
No Dave. Just… NO.