According to Lauren:
A couple as old as time was sitting in front of my parents and I at church. For years, every Sunday, I watched as the husband rotated between head scratches, side hugs, and propositioning winks to his lovely bride. Today though, he made 50 Shades of Grey look like a Dr. Seuss book. I was in the midst of admiring his lack of self control, when he saw the line, nodded at it, and then proceeded to cross it. As the final song was playing his hand took a journey down south to her backside, and he gave her “Forbidden Fruit” a little tap (accompanied with a wink). This gave Mama Hicks and I the church giggles, and left us wondering was it a prelude to Sexy Sunday or was he disciplining her for not singing the closing song on key?
According to Steph:
I feel like you broke the 10th commandment of not coveting thy neighbors stuff. You sure took your sweet time admiring every little stroke and pinch, didn’t you. I don’t blame you. I blame the trilogy of Grey books that have you looking for your next sexy story in the Lord’s backyard. Buddy, if a serpent visits you tonight while reading , and he “harmlessly” curls up next to you and asks, “What ya readin’ , sssssister?” Remember you brought this on yourself.
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