So tonight, as my husband and I are entwined on the bed kissing, he unexpectedly blows a raspberry into my neck. I've already said quite a bit to him on the subject of untimely immaturity. It might not sound like much, but when you live with stuff like that constantly it gets old real fast.
Anyway, as he grinned at me, I said 'Oh yeah baby, do it to me like that!' in an exaggerated do-me voice. It had the nice effect of discouraging him from ever doing that again without being an actual reproach.
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