Help me get through these Cynical days.

[sweetsalome]

    Ughhhhhh I don't feel good.  Rubs face.  I think what I ate last night really disagrees with me.  You know, if you could consider saltines and a bottle of Jack dinner.

I'm kidding.

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[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

How can I be better for you, Mortie? I'll act like a grown up, if that's what you want. She kissed his mouth and cheek again.

[pdg-mortie.livejournal.com]

He sighed and pulled back a bit. I don't want you to be 'better' for me. Don't say that, it sounds horrible. It's just that sometimes...well, it's exhausting to keep up with you.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Oh, okay, I won't say that any more. Nods slowly. I know I can be a hand full, I'll settle down. I promise.

[pdg-mortie.livejournal.com]

Gives her a warm smile and pulls her back for another kiss. Two handfuls, actually. He emphasizes his point by giving her sides a squeeze with each hand.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she sighed. Oh, Mortie, are you saying I'm fat? Laughing she wiggled her hips for him.