Tiggy giggled as Milo said she was his crazy wife. THat she was. He knew she was crazy when he met her. Hell, she spent most of her time crying on him for the first year that they met. Heh.
Clinging to him as he carried her up the stairs she snuggled into his manly chest and smiled to herself. She had landed a winner... that was for sure. Then she was falling. Giggling harder as she plopped onto the bed and watched her hubby bow to her she said, "Well thank you kind sir." Sitting up she carefully removed her Prada pumps and placed them lightly on the floor and then smiled at Milo. "This looks nothing like a bathroom to me, sir... doth thou have other intentions?" she asked in a sultry voice. Rawrr. |