S.E. Lynes

seriously, what did you ever do to give you the right to be his father? Slept with me, is that it? That’s how it is for men, I suppose. A guaranteed orgasm and a nice warm bed. No periods to put up with, no cystitis, no pills to remember, no swelling, no sickness, no sore breasts, no weight gain, no stretch marks, no milk leaking down the front of your T-shirt in the middle of Morrisons, no sleepless nights, no crazy hormones, no wondering who the hell you even are anymore, what day of the week it is… I could go on.