“Wanna go to bed early?” The Mister asked me.
I looked at the clock and said, “Sure, but not THIS early.”
His eyes hardened.
I rolled my eyes, shifted my voice up a few octaves and faked a smile. With fluttering lashes I nodded. “Yes, but later please.” Ever indignant, I added, “I dunno why I gotta talk sweet to you. You not talk sweet to me.”
That’s some sexist shit, right there.
“It’s because I have a penis.”
“Well then I will wear a strap-on and talk as I like.”
And then how he laughed and laughed!
Happy Friday Everyone!