Exhibitionist

Yesterday when Logan and I got home from our long Friday, I was in the kitchen cooking dinner. Logan was suddenly very quiet. I looked over the counter to find her laying on the floor with her shorts around her ankles. "How did you do that?" So I went and pulled up her shorts. As soon as I turned around she was bent over tugging them down again. We did this routine for about five minutes. I finally gave up and she walked around shorts around her ankles. Great, just wait till we are in public.