I was washing dishes and we started talking about this and that, punching people mostly, and I said I bet he couldn't punch me hard enough to make me cry. He thought maybe this was some kind of trap.
He punched me in the arm. I laughed. For some strange reason I found myself telling him that was a funny one. He punched me in the arm again, same spot, and then two more times, just as hard on all of them. I was still laughing but also admitting that it really hurt. So he punched me a couple more times in the same spot and I couldn't hold up the dish I was washing anymore. I started shrinking away.
It turned out it wasn't a trap at all. I don't know why he thought it was. I just like getting punched, is all. :)
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LoL. Sounds like it worked well for both of you, trap or not lol
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