Dewy Dripping Boobies
me: What’s for dinner?
Boyfriend Kamran: I was planning to reheat the remaining chicken and make some more rice and vegetables, but we can do anything else. I’m not 100% sure when I’ll get out of work.
me: Umm . . .
Kamran: Don’t want that? I understand if that’s the case. We could pick up Subway instead, or even go out somewhere.
me: Oh, no, that sounds great. I’m just wondering if I should get something snacky.
Kamran: You should… um… eat some grapes.
me: Do we have some?
Kamran: No.
me: Tease!
Kamran: http://www.mccullagh.org/db9/1ds2-4/red-grapes.jpg
me: Boobies! Dewy, dripping boobies!
Kamran: dot com
me: YES.
Luscious!
My first thought was “just like your mom”, but I don’t know if we know each other well enough for that sort of thing.
Phew.
You were worried they might be real? Or worse yet, real and MINE?