Friday, August 31, 2007

"Hoc-o-lat Prinkles"

He woke up with a big grin on his face. "I want nees."

No "good morning". No "hello ." Only one demand. "Nees, now."
He poked my breasts beneath my camisole. His hand groped into my shirt. "Now, nee."

My breast wiggles like fresh jello.

"I'm gonna put hoc-o-lat prinkles on you."

He pretends to sprinkle chocolate jimmies over me. He giggles then decides to prinkle rainbow sprinkles on the other breast.

The image of the ds pretending to top my breasts with chocolate sprinkles while he is nursing has been making me laugh all day long.