Marina and I were lying on our backs in bed. Pookie-lookie-lulu was between us. Marina demanded a kiss.
Being very comfortable, I turned as little as possible and met Marina halfway.
“Ouch, I said.”
“What?” asked Marina
“That hurt my neck.”
Marina started to giggle
“What?” I asked
She kept giggling and said, with a big smile, “The Evil Clown Gods just told me to ask, ‘WHAT NECK?’ but i’m not going to do that.”
Ohm my, the girl has learned this game.