Tonight I climbed in bed early and was in the middle of a good book when about 10:15PM Zaheeda came hobbling in with a jar of foot massage cream. As an experiment I pretended to ignore the foot cream and see how she would react. She rolled herself into bed, moaned and groaned a little, then started giving herself a foot rub... Finally I asked, what at this point was the most unnecessary question ever, “would you like me to give you a foot massage?”
No comments:
Post a Comment