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the story of an invisible girl
Sunday Morning
M and I were having a lazy Sunday morning snuggle. I looked at his chest, which is quite furry, and commented: "There's a long gray hair right in the center." I straightened it out so he could see it better.

He looked down at it and said, "It makes me look distinguished."

"Can I pull it out?"

"It would hurt."



"I had to verify that you were right. Now you can see it better. Look how long and curly it is!"

"It was keeping me warm." He looked at me curiously. "Why exactly did you do that?"

"You didn't say 'no'." He rolled his eyes. I rubbed the spot on his chest the hair had come from. "Aw, I'm sorry, you'll be okay. Here." I smoothed the hair down with the others.

"You're putting it back now??"

"I didn't know what else to do with it...."


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From: writerwench Date: August 15th, 2011 08:04 am (UTC) (Link)
Yup, you're married. How cute!
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