One morning, I stood washing dishes for so long that I failed to notice my left knee lock. (In related news, I really want a service-oriented submissive or slave who might be open to also being a masochist in play.) When I finished and turned around to approach SwingBot, I noticed the stiffness of my knee and muttered a quiet \”Ow,\” mostly expressing the word through my face. SwingBot surprised me by giving me a light kiss on the lips that seemed to come from nowhere.
\”You were making a kissy face,\” he explained, giving me a fish-lipped demonstration.
\”I was saying \’ow,\’\” I replied, repeating my exaggerated complaint.
\”And that looks like you\’re fishing for a kiss.\”
\”I\’ll take it; I\’m not proud. I\’ll take a kiss for my sore knee,\” I confessed cheerfully.
We stood for a couple minutes, giving each other fish faces and responding with light smooches.
\”It\’s like sticking your finger into a guppy bowl,\” he observed.
We are so sexy.