One More Story for Good Measure
I didn't tell you everything yesterday. I forgot the best (though hair-raising) story.
We took my mother-in-law to dinner Saturday night. A woman I know from work walked by our table. I said, "hello." She leaned down to give me a one-armed hug.
I turned my head to look at Mrs. Lefty as she said "hello," too. With the arm that was semi-trapped in the one-arm hug, I reached out to pat this woman's arm. It was my way of returning her hug while seated.
Except when I turned around, I discovered I wasn't patting her arm.
Yes, it was her breast.
We took my mother-in-law to dinner Saturday night. A woman I know from work walked by our table. I said, "hello." She leaned down to give me a one-armed hug.
I turned my head to look at Mrs. Lefty as she said "hello," too. With the arm that was semi-trapped in the one-arm hug, I reached out to pat this woman's arm. It was my way of returning her hug while seated.
Except when I turned around, I discovered I wasn't patting her arm.
Yes, it was her breast.
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