Joolz
Police Officer
Lord, can you imagine the conversations.....
"Oh Danny, It's all my fault," pouts Lindsay, after Danny whines about not being able to cut the steak she'd just made for him.
"No it isn't, don't be silly," he replies, in between being spoonfed bitesized chunks whilst reclining on the couch.
"If you hadn't changed shifts with me," she sighs ruefully, plumping up the cushions behind him.
"Then I'd be the one runnin' around after your ass all summer"
:lol: :lol:
"Oh Danny, It's all my fault," pouts Lindsay, after Danny whines about not being able to cut the steak she'd just made for him.
"No it isn't, don't be silly," he replies, in between being spoonfed bitesized chunks whilst reclining on the couch.
"If you hadn't changed shifts with me," she sighs ruefully, plumping up the cushions behind him.
"Then I'd be the one runnin' around after your ass all summer"
:lol: :lol: