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Inappropriate Theatre 
20th-Mar-2013 08:59 pm
cig mouth tie
Conversation with the husband-person:

Him: (after watching TV, finally allows dog to hop up onto his lap. Dog has been waiting approximately FOREVER (in doggy time) for this chance (in a doggy lifetime, it's been AGES SINCE THE LAST OPPORTUNITY) and is ever-so enthusiastic with the licking, which is right next to root canals in enjoyable experiences for me) It's good to be less stressed out.

Me: Mm. Yes. Well. When in doubt, I guess, put a dog on it. Makes the situation... *wrinkling nose* More moist.

Him: True.

Me: *long pause* ...this in no way, shape or form can be applied to bedroom strategy.

Him: *choking sounds*

Me: Never. Not even once. Not even--

Him: *arching eyebrow coyly* Maybe just when--

Me: No. There are no exceptions to this rule. And God, but I'm regretting saying anything at all.

Him: *laughing* I imagine you would be by now.

Me: *getting up and not deigning to carry on this conversation, cat-like in ability to deny said conversation ever happened much less that she started it* 'k. Going upstairs.

Him: 'k. *leans in for kiss*

Me: *kiss*

Him: *GRINS* OH wow. I'm impressed. Just seconds ago, licked by the dog and--


Him: What, you sat there and WATCHED it happen, woman.


Him: *laughing*

Me: *calling down from stairwell* THIS IN NO WAY MADE THIS SITUATION MORE MOIST!

Him: Are you sure?

Me: YES! ... DAMN IT!

...the mocking laughter continues from downstairs. I choose to ignore his reality and wisely post it on the Internet.

21st-Mar-2013 01:09 am (UTC)
me too XD <3

28th-Mar-2013 12:23 am (UTC)
*grins* ♥
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