It's the moments in between that interest

It's the moments in between that interest her the most- the curled half moon smiles in the rain, sitting outside in the sun,

legs crossed, but lips parted. The subtle glances, the low growling sound he emitted when he glanced her way. Was he coming in to her? Captain Obvious was at it again.

She determined he'd NOT come in, no matter what:"So you've never seen a woman shave her legs- get over it!" she yelled, defending her privacy by moving the washer against the door.

Her massive thighs strained & bulged as she shifted the appliance against the door. Ofcourse he'd spied on her & knew she shaved her legs twice a day. He had a leg shaving fetish.

Suave and herbal essence nearly curled his mid long nose hairs as a soft breeze past threw.Visions of pulling off her pink band just to get a wiff of her baby neck hairs led to ext

-reme panic as my superior sense of smell revealed that she had been using generic shampoo, not the expensive stuff I had given her for Christmas. Sure, her hair was shiny and

if you looked closely you could see that no strand of hair came into contact with any other strand, but it smelled like hair. I shook with terror and insisted she use the scented

flour to bleach and scent it. When she refused I couldn't stand to be in her presence anymore so I ran. I ran away very fast and didn't look back.

The next day, she was arrested for blowing up the nearest whole foods market because her clothes gave off such a strong scent of lemon bleach the store managed sneezed to death.

Never had so much destruction been unleashed over a death by sneezing and probably never will again. Bezos hardly counted it as a blip on the P&E Report filed with the SEC.