Tune in Tokyo!!
For example, he tweaks my nipples. He likes to rest his hand, innocently enough, on my boob, then masterfully twist my nipple as if he could see through my shirt and bra. I don't know how he does it. And it hurts like a bitch! Of course, my yelp makes him start and giggle, so I'm not sure how this whole thing is gonna play out.
He's also been grabbing at Anthony's bits. I overheard, "Hey! Don't touch Daddy's junk!" this morning on my way into the bathroom. I found Anthony undressing in the closet, shower water running and lil' ol' Hollis checking things out.
Hollis also likes to run his hands over my rolls as I sit at the computer. If I wasn't already, I would definitely start an exercise regime at this point. Next thing you know, he's gonna start connecting the dots of my cellulite.
Kids are great, aren't they? The little jerks...