When the kissing had to stop
posted by sooyup
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Daily trivia,
One-on-one
So much for rabbits, white or otherwise. Perhaps I said it with less conviction than I ought, implying it was no more than an old wives’ tale. Or perhaps a rabbit’s foot is a sine qua non for the good-luck spell to work. Whatever. The magic didn’t last long. Yes, Emma and I had a more than pleasant afternoon (on Wednesday) and I have the scratches to prove it. But on Thursday morning Emma woke with a splitting headache which heralded a sever cold - just the first of the season if our recent history of chest infections is anything to go by. I am left to cater to her every whim, unrewarded by any sexual contact whatsoever, until inevitably I too succumb. Till then I will amuse myself editing pictures which remind me of what I should be doing. How long before they find a cure for the common cold?