I was speaking to an acquaintance on the phone one day when she heard
her garage door open. "Oops, gotta go Lori!", she exclaimed. "Why, are
we talking too long?", I asked. "Nope. My husband's home and it's time
for lunch 'n' love."
As I hi-fived her over the phone lines I was happy for her. That's the
way to take care of your man, I thought. And ultimately she is taken
care of. It's no wonder when I see them they're always touching each
other and look… Continue