Towards the end of the evening, I raised the possibility of Wendy babysitting for us, and mentioned that we would pay the going rate (about $50 for a Friday night). xnx Besides I might find a way to join in and share the fun with you.”
John held one hand out to each of us and pulled us both to our feet, then led us both to our bedroom. Yes please, and thank you. “Why don’t you leave them off until you’ve had breakfast?”, I suggested. What’s wrong?”
“Oh! Why don’t you take those wet clothes off and pop them in the clothes drier?”
“Oh! I can’t wait.”
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