There is a photo of my God son on my bedside table. He's with his big brother and I adore it. It's black and white and they both look beautiful on it. It's one of my treasured possessions.
My dilemma is this: I'm single and I sometimes bring men in my life back to my place for a day/ night of unbridled passion. When I wake up the next day, I see this beautiful photo and I think to myself: I hope you didn't see that....
Is it wrong to have that photo on my bedside table? It's not as if they are actually there, is it?
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