just before it hits the sidewalk and lifting it back onto her shoulder. “I reserve my dick punches for my husband.” My eyebrows jump to my hairline, and the woman with all the kids stops in her tracks to turn around and yell at her. “God, Cassie. Could you not with the strangers, please?” “Relax, Georgie.” Cassie—apparently—just shrugs and winks at me before continuing on her way.
Lmfao!!!!!
