John walked in the bedroom door.
You're twenty minutes late.
And you're not the boss of me.
I know I'm not but you promised me you'd be home twenty minutes ago.
Do something about it.
I tackled him to the floor.
Soon we were wrestling on the floor.
John if you tell me why you were late I'll give you those neck kisses you like.
He was defeated.
We sat up and I started kissing his neck while he told me everything.
Are you mad?
I'm glad you told me because we need to get back to our healthy relationship.
