So, Lilly calls me this morning... to ask where her FM boots are; she left them at our house.
I told her that they were upstairs in the laundry hamper in the bathroom... along with her long, brown skirt -- which I ripped when putting it over my fat ass.
She chuckled. And then she told me she slept in our bed last night... and wanted to know when I'd be home. When I told her tomorrow night, she told me she'd see me then -- in the bed.
Right, she's gonna do that. She wouldn't, even if I wasn't married to her sister.
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