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(Background: it is Pygment's and my habit to squeeze each other's tushes affectionately when we pass behind the other person.)
I squeeze Pygment's butt...
Her: Hey, that's my butt!
Me: Of course - I just had to check because it might be someone else.
Her, looking skeptically at me: You can tell who it is by squeezing their butt a little bit?
Me: Certainly! If it's the wrong person I get slapped.
*we dissolve into giggles* I head for the computer...
Her: How are you going to blog that?
Me: Just the way it happened, of course.
I squeeze Pygment's butt...
Her: Hey, that's my butt!
Me: Of course - I just had to check because it might be someone else.
Her, looking skeptically at me: You can tell who it is by squeezing their butt a little bit?
Me: Certainly! If it's the wrong person I get slapped.
*we dissolve into giggles* I head for the computer...
Her: How are you going to blog that?
Me: Just the way it happened, of course.