She ain't heavy, she's my wife

Lisa writes: We are ridiculous in many ways, including this one. As part of Tom's desire to get back into shape, and my desire to smell the back of his neck at every possible occasion*, we play piggyback. A lot. Usually public. People either laugh or avoid eye contact with us. I don't blame them. It's a lot of concentrated smoochiness all in one place.

* The back of his neck smells soooooo good.

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