THE SEX DIARIES: My dream about school gate dad Nick was pleasurably explicit... and now I know what those kind of racy dreams mean Somehow, without knowing how we got here, Nick and I were both undressed.
I liked her new best friend Gracie better than her old one; Gracie didn’t cry performatively for one thing.
It was extremely surprising to be naked with the father of my daughter Emi’s new best friend, but I wasn’t embarrassed.
I could feel Nick’s excitement; he was on top of me now, fluidly, almost as if we were in water, and pressing my legs apart.
After we’d arranged the girls’ first playdate, he’d texted me to ask how I managed raising three kids while he struggled with one.
