There it is in front of you. It’s see-through, yet reflective. You climb up the stairs of the porch and approach the storm door like an old friend.
You brace yourself against the storm door with your hands and lean forward so that your nose gently kisses the glass and leaves an oily spot.
You press your face harder into the glass giving yourself a pig-nose, fish mouth, and some flattened cheeks.
You enjoy the feeling of pressure on your flattened face. You decide you need something more.
You sneak in one more quick lick and call it a day.
Until next time…
until next time…
5:25PM tomorrow to be exact.
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Love it! This is how my boys feel about the big bay window at Chrissie’s! #windowlove
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Maybe the next time the boys are all together they can have a window lick-off.
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I’d pay to see that!
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It really is quite gross. But if it was sanitary, I’d probably do it too. I guess he gets it from me.
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Definitely he gets it from you. I prefer licking the wooden door.
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