I wrote my first romance ever last week for a client. It was fitting with the genre to put in a sex scene.
I giggled and blushed so much Michael asked me:
“What are you giggling about?”
Me red faced:
“Spill the beans”
“I’m writing a sex scene.”
For the rest of the day I kept giggling and blushing.
Michael to Jess later:
“Your Mom is a nerd, she is wrote a sex scene about three hours ago and that is why she is still walking around giggling.”
It seems that this sexy stuff has given me a dirty mind.
This Cyanide and Happiness Cartoon came up.
I looked at it and did not get it.
I thought did he go back to earth and masturbate himself back to death?
Jess came home from school and said:
“Did you see the latest Cyanide and Happiness cartoon? So funny”
“I don’t get it?”
“His zip was undone that was the unfinished business that God sent him back to complete.”