Just Me, Another Guy… and a Camera on a Tripod 😈

Sometimes cucky gets to watch. Sometimes he gets to listen.

And sometimes he gets absolutely nothing.

No invitation. No updates. No little preview of what I’ve been getting up to while he’s been excluded. Just his imagination—and the knowledge that whatever happened, happened without him. 😉

After all, cucky doesn’t need to see or hear everything I do when he’s not there… does he?

Like ❤️ if you think I should keep him guessing more often.

Rachel xx 💋