...fool in so many ways/ But to lose all my senses/ That is just so typically me....
J. turns in her chair to embrace me, S. lifts her face for a buss on the cheek. As I pass behind L., bent over a bit of knitting, I drop a kiss on her exposed nape.
She sits up straight, shivering. "Oooh, that was nice," she coos, nearly coy.
Wait, I didn’t mean…. I mean, I know she’s… but I’m not…and besides, she has a…not to mention I’m…
But I wonder, how often have I done the wrong thing to the wrong person at the wrong time…and never even noticed?
(Whoops! I Did It Again; Britney Spears)