On the metro today, while on my way home I was sitting facing a middle aged woman. She was well dressed in a black suit and clearly on the way home from a long day of work. Her full focus was in typing a text message on her phone. Her fingers moved so rapidly over the keys that her bobbed black hair swayed slightly with each letter.
And then, with one swift motion she lifted the phone to her face and licked the screen. Not a small dainty touch of the tongue, but one big lick that covered the phone with saliva from screen to keys.
Realizing what she had done, she quickly wiped the phone on her jacket and resumed her text message.
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Nicholas' dog Cash has decided that wherever he walks he will lick the floor at the same time. Sort of like needing to dribble a basketball if you move in the NBA. Perhaps we are on the outside and should both be licking more things.
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