I’ve sworn off men forever!
Okay, not forever but for a few months. After my last hook up, my vag needs a reset because the last man to touch me broke it in the worst of ways. Not a problem, until my new dance partner comes into the picture. He’s turning into my forbidden fruit, tempting me in ways I didn’t know possible.
I have three months of celibacy ahead of me and eight weeks to whip my new Dancedance partner into shape.
Someone save me.