Getting Old?
I just finished performing my morning ablutions.
Shower, makeup, hair.
I was standing at the vanity in my bra and drawers putting blush on my cheeks.
I don't say that to be titillating.
I tend to be vigorous in my rouge application. Every time I would swipe the brush across my cheeks I heard a weird sound coming from beneath my right arm.
It was my arm flab.
...flapping.
...audibly.
I told you it wasn't titillating.
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