Wednesday, February 20, 2019
Souvenir Romance
Still wearing my gondolier blue-and-white-striped shirt from Venice, I kissed Connie goodnight from the bedside, and her slightly decollete nighty drew my attention.
Connie said, "I like your gondolier shirt."
I said, "I do too," and my hand went down to caress a breast.
Connie said, "The gondolier never did that."
I said, "I just thought I'd fondle a bit. It's because I'm kinda fond o' you . . . and it's kinda fun."
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