I'm nurturing, but not THAT nurturing

Alice occupied herself on the bed while I got dressed for the day. She halted abruptly as I traded one shirt for another. She sat transfixed by my naked upper half.

Alice: (pointing to my chest) Milk.

4 comments:

  1. Anonymous2 February 2010 at 11:34

    Perhaps she was referring to your colour.

    Respectfully, Jon

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  2. wordswords2 February 2010 at 11:36

    Perhaps.

    Even still. My nurturing ends at providing nutrition. (except in the case of cheese sandwiches)

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  3. Anonymous2 February 2010 at 11:41

    Imagine if cheese sandwiches came out of your nipples, though. That's what you're up against.

    Jon

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  4. wordswords2 February 2010 at 11:50

    I now know who Jon is.

    Hi, Jon.

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