Trade descriptions act

My baby's been off this weekend whilst I, as ever, have been working - or so it seems, it's only been a fortnight since our last weekend off together, my baby was working last Saturday so we've not really missed a great deal; but still it seems like a long time ago. Whatever, all that matters is that we've seen and continue to see each other almost every night; but still it kind of hurt a little knowing my baby was off and I couldn't spend the days with him, it wasn't envy it was just that I wanted to be with him so much, we adore whiling away our days together - laughing, smiling, kissing, cuddling and holding hands. Gosh I love my baby so much, sometimes the feeling is so bittersweet when we're apart that it hurts..............

I was up early Saturday morning for work whilst my baby was afforded the luxury of a sleep in; and as ever he looked so beautiful and so fragile whilst sleeping soundly - I've honestly never in my life seen a guy look so angelic whilst asleep. I went into the bathroom to get ready for work and upon my return to the bedroom I just stood there in silence watching him; it ripped my heart out, no joke, it's so easy to fall in love when there's a vision of pure beauty asleep in your bed - so very easy xoxoxoxoxoxoxox. I gently kissed him, it was so soft that my baby didn't move a muscle, he was a World away, if there are any benefits to being apart on a Saturday then that was it, to witness my baby at his most fragile. I headed off to work and left it a couple of hours before texting him to tell him just how beautiful he looked whilst sleeping and asked if he remembered me kissing him before I left. He told me he knew then why he woke up so happy, he thought he was dreaming, except it was too good to be a dream; he almost made me cry........

My baby spent the day with Rach, they went into Manchester together to do some shopping and have lunch; it was a beautiful day weather wise for them and the thought of them spending time together made me so happy. They're real good friends, seriously best mates and I appreciate that they don't see each other as much as they used to; but they take such good care of each other it just makes me smile - they're friendship is transparent, it's beautiful. Throughout the day my baby and Rach kept me updated on what they were doing, where they'd been and where they were heading to next. It was obvious they were having such fun and it made me feel that I was a part of it, like I was with them; I told them too - during my lunch break I phoned my baby up for a realtime update, so I could hear his voice and to tell him that I loved him. I thanked them both for brightening my day up with their text updates - it took me away from my work for a while and to a better place.

Late afternoon I received another text, my baby told me he'd bought me a gift; I sent one back to thank him, telling him there was no need and asking what it was. He said there was every need because he saw them and immediately thought of me, he could not pass them by without buying them; but he didn't tell me what he'd bought. I phoned him up, begged and pleaded whilst he teased me rotten until eventually he told me - he'd bought me a pair of shorts; oh my gosh they must be a pair of silky, smooth nylon shorts I enquired. They weren't, they were cotton I was informed, but despite the boring fabric I was assured that I'd love them when I saw them; and as my baby has got impeccably good taste I did not doubt it. Besides he said he couldn't wait to see me in them which made me think that they were a pair of shorts to get horny in; neither of us were wrong..............

To call them a pair of shorts is slightly misleading, so to sell them as a pair of shorts is surely contravening the Trade Description Act because to be a pair of shorts, well they've surely got to consist of some kind of material. And yes they're indeed made of cotton but very little of it, in fact they're the shortest pair of shorts either of us have ever seen in our life; to put it in perspective they're shorter than hot pants. We didn't think you could get any shorter than hot pants without going into underwear territory, but you can, quite evidently you can......

I fully understand why my baby had to buy them for me when he saw them because not only are they horny to wear but they make my baby so horny when I'm wearing them too; they leave very little to imagination. My baby says they're provocative and inviting, he doesn't need an invitation, he's always welcome and I always ensure the welcome is warm........