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Date: 2005-02-26 08:06 pm (UTC)There we determined that one of the ladies there was a year younger than my oldest son and had actually been out with my third son. She was talking about how now she knew thet were my sons she'd feel a bit squicky about doing it again.
Not because of their age difference's but because of the whole idea of being involved with the children of friends!
Somehow the act of "really" kissing seemed to be the dividing line, so I joked about being willing to make the sacrifice to protect my children from wild women such as her by kissing them and she kicked my foot as was appropriate for such a statement.
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