Every evening when D gets off work, we go for a long walk. It can be hard to keep the motivation up to do this even when you’re feeling tired, and y’all may be asking “Tart, how do you do it?” (Humour me here and pretend you ask)
The answer is simple, get yourself a man that walks like mine does. Legs longer than a country mile in those blue denim jeans, that swaggering stroll as he moseys down the road. The finest hind quarters ever seen on man or beast. Lawd, that kind of scenery will get anybody moving!