“Rubbing your feet will relax you and burn off my extra energy.” I stated. “If you don’t want to, fine. I’ll take a swim instead, and we can... talk while I do that.”“No, no. The foot rubs are fine.” She said, pulling off her socks.To be honest, I didn’t want to rub HER feet. I wanted to rub Annie’s feet. I had been rubbing Annie’s feet since we got engaged. Don’t know how it started, but it became a ritual. It would put Annie to sleep and would wear me out.Chloe ran off, after removing her socks. The next screen showed the New Warriors battling an army of superpowered apes."It's been pretty slow today," one of the workers said as he continued to type. "No Galactus, no Magneto, no Kang... Just the regular run of the mill stuff."Mojo's frown grew deeper as he heard this. "Not good, not good at all," he muttered to himself as he kept scanning the screens. "Those cosmic event type battle are real crowd pleasers. They just keep needing bigger and bigger bangs..."He was wondering how he was. I went in and began to prep the job, moved the furniture out and taped up and nooks and crannies so all I had time do was get stuck into the painting, I had it all planned. It was about 2 hours later when a knock came to the door, I had 2 rooms undercoated and was flying through the 3rd. So I ran down the stairs and opened the door and it was frank, I welcomed him in and after some small talk I told him how far I had got on and asked him did he wanted to start back in the 1st room again. So. And the ever so sexy dip in her back was making his mouth water. He was thankful for the dark of night, because his erection was straining painfully against his pants. When was the last time he’d had this strong of a reaction to a woman simply by standing next to her? Never, he decided. As if reading his thoughts, or perhaps just seeing the bulge in his pants, she smiled slightly. He shivered a little as he stared at her mouth. ‘And who exactly is someone like me?’ she asked quietly, stepping a.