This is a typical evening in my home.
Sometimes I make Mr. Nielson rub my legs because it feels so nice.
Sometimes I politely ask him.
Sometimes I cry in pain and then he offers.
Sometimes I grunt and complain until he tells me he has just been
dying to rub my legs all day- in fact that is all he has been thinking about.
Sometimes we sit and my legs magically wander over to his hands.
No matter what he always does it.
Sometimes I make Mr. Nielson rub my legs because it feels so nice.
Sometimes I politely ask him.
Sometimes I cry in pain and then he offers.
Sometimes I grunt and complain until he tells me he has just been
dying to rub my legs all day- in fact that is all he has been thinking about.
Sometimes we sit and my legs magically wander over to his hands.
No matter what he always does it.
Have a wonderful Monday and wonderful week.
Have you heard about this book.
My children and I have been reading and enjoying it.
Have you heard about this book.
My children and I have been reading and enjoying it.
