"Suche gut gebauten 18-30 jährigen zum schlachten...“ - Der Metzgermeister

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I've spent today with my Shelly.
Every time I spend a day with her, we seem to just keep on getting closer.

While my parents were in, we spent a lot of time cuddling and kissing each other, talking about various stuff. We played Guitar Hero: Greatest Hits and World Tour together for a few hours, along with messing around on Facebook and Farmville.

Then we were on YouTube for a while - I'd told Shelly about Maury Povich, and she'd never heard of him - so I was showing her some clips from his show.
Mam was hovering in the doorway for a part of this, she was waiting for dad to get ready for them going out.
Mam's so evil - she pissed herself at all the people with the strange fears - especially the woman who was scared of balloons and ran about screaming when they all started popping onscreen.

As soon as mam and dad had gone out - however...

Something's happened today that's made me feel a whole lot more confident with my tiny hands.
I actually managed to find Shelly's special spot - the one I can never ever find on myself.
And I made her scream - lots.

So my fingers can't be as defective as I once thought.