she wouldn't have to ask me twice for me to clean up after her nicely made cream pies. She really wouldn't have to really say much. Just signal me over, and i would be there in no time flat. Plus, I would do just about anything else she would me to do.
Just curious: did Tom Jones never fall in love with her again? ;)
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