You drank my beer bootsie

“Bootsie?” she said, then looked me in the eyes and pet my nose with her index finger.

 

We kissed and I nibbled on her neck a little. I hardly ever do that, but it was Sunday, last licks.  Portugal won the soccer match.

https://johnrubens.wordpress.com/2016/07/11/you-drank-my-beer-bootsie

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