Yay! I did them all! This last one is 94 words:
“Ohhhhhhh,” Lois moaned. “Yes, right there.”
“Like that, do you?” Clark paused his ministrations to rumble in her ear.
She peeked at him with one eye. “Don’t stop on my account.”
“Yes, dear.”
In another few minutes, he did stop. At the lack of protest, he looked at his wife, sprawled on their bed.
“Asleep,” he snorted to himself. Resigned to the fact that they wouldn’t be doing . . . anything tonight, he settled in to sleep himself.
I guess that’s the price I pay, he lamented, for giving naturally heated back rubs.
"You take turns, advise and protect one another, even heal or be healed when the going gets too tough. I know! That's not a game--that's friendship!" ~Shelly Mezzanoble,
Confessions of a Part-Time Sorceress: A Girl's Guide to the Dungeons & Dragons Game Darcy\'s Place
