Nothing to See Here…

The children were snuggled all sound in their beds, while visions of [CENSORED] danced in Bill’s head.

Him:  So can we bleep bleep bleep bleep tonight?  And will you give me a bleep-bleep?

Me:  No.  It’s Wednesday.  That’s way too much sex for a Wednesday.

Him:  Yeah?  Says who?

Me:  The women’s manual.  Clearly and unequivocally.

Him:  I want to see it in black and white.

Me:  Sorry, the women’s manual also covers that point.  Men can never see the women’s manual.

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So, ladies - I think we’re covered.  If we all stick together on this, we can pull it off.  I’m sure of it.

Just remember, thus far:  no complicated sex on Wednesdays and no men can visually confirm what the women’s manual says.  Just let me know if you, um, add in any rules on the fly. 

I totally got your back.

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PS:  editing to add this — I think the medication is starting to work.  I SHAVED MY LEGS LAST NIGHT!!  No, seriously - I don’t think you realize how big this is. (Certainly bigger than the hair clog that probably lodged in my bathtub drain subsequent to the shaving event, I think!)