I’m beginning to feel a little bit like that William H. Macy character in Boogie Nights who keeps finding his professional adult film star wife ‘engaged’ in off hours work at every turn. I’ve just recovered from knowing that my future wife and extremely hot model Edita Vilkeviciute has been hanging out topless on the beach in St. Barts, now I’ve discovered she was caught changing and all over nekkid on the beach for all the world to see. Well, all the Egotastic! world to see. I feel like our relationship could use a few boundaries.
Obviously, I’m polyamorous, meaning, I have zero self restraint. And I expected to bring this up with Edita when she stops sicking her Teutonic dogs on me every time I get within fifty feet. But the idea that she’s just going to flash her perfect bare funbags and lady nest, not to mention that world class bottom, sans any clothing whenever and wherever she likes. Well, I’m going to have to talk to her about who is wearing the pants in this future marriage. Hopefully, it won’t be more for any great lengths. Enjoy.