We writers are notorious for writing in our pajamas and bathtubs au naturel…
And we love to give our heroines a killer wardrobe…and those stilettos, wow!
But what about her underwear?
You’ve heard of the red shoes…why not the red bra?
When I found this ultra sexy photo on www.Dreamstime.com, I knew I had to write a poem about a lady’s obsession with her underwear…
The Red Bra
Intrigued am I by underwear
A subject we donâ€™t often dare
We wiggle and shake, squeeze and tug
Hoping our lover will not shrug
But search for his prize
Three friends, each survivors of a brutal childhood, grew up together in foster care. Now as women, they’re fighting for their lives again.More info →
She thought marriage would be sex, laundry, and a mortgage.
Girl, was she wrong.