As the evening was kicking off and we awaited the last few guests, E lamented out loud that she hadn’t had time to paint her toe nails.
Mars knelt at her feet and offered to paint them for her as she smoked her joint. I was giddy watching this beautiful moment of femme service.
No matter what’s happening in the real world, life is good at the slumber party.
Cari
2019-05-03 13:49:27 +0000 UTC