As she ran her hands through my hair, the soothing comfort of it made me drift. As she pulled and rubbed at my scalp, I drifted off to sea on an imaginary wave. As she touched my face and pulled and stretched and rubbed, I relaxed and closed my eyes.
As she pulled strands of my hair as hard as she could, I could tell she was pulling herself backwards (I am a natural bungee cord!). As tears come to my eyes, I hear her giggle. As she put her whole fist into my mouth to explore my teeth and tongue, I gag a little but let her do it anyways. The pokes and prods elicited smiles and wide brown eyes. I nuzzled her tummy and heard her explode with giggles.