What a morning, 6 AM, Mrs. Club starts gently rubbing my neck...moves down, scratches my back I can feel the warmth of her body next to mine, and sofly whispers into my ear.......
.........you are going to have to leave, the mailman will be here and he always greatly appreciates you keeping his side of the bed warm !!
Open the garage door and the snow is packed 3 feet high up against the door. Then, the wind is blowing 25 - 35 mph, swirling around the house. It's almost hilarious trying to figure out which way to try and blow the snow. I just fail to see the humor that early in the morning. Must be an OLD thing. I'll check with Spark.
What a morning, 6 AM, Mrs. Club starts gently rubbing my neck...moves down, scratches my back I can feel the warmth of her body next to mine, and sofly whispers into my ear.......
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