Ms. Nicole & Crosby

Ms. Nicole and Crosby
No one could miss her exquisite beauty as she walked into the room. Her angelic voice sing-singed a greeting as she glided into the kitchen floating to a rest against the kitchen sink counter. I was enthralled, neither by her beauty nor her voice, but of her stinky and smelly knee high rain boots which I gloriously rubbed, rubbed & rubbed against. Crosby, on the other hand, had other thoughts as he stared longingly into her eyes. She swept him up and he look at her, and she at him as he whispered, “Hey baby, I’ve got a tongue like sandpaper, you like?” ~Phoebe’s log 8/18/12


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