I had some surgery on my shoulder about 5 or 6 years ago, and
then underwent several weeks of physical therapy. On my final
visit, the therapist gave me some exercises to do at home,
informing me I'd need a partner to help me with them. That
night my husband and I celebrated my recovery with an
especially boisterous romp in the boudoir. The next morning I
told him I had some exercises for my shoulder that I needed his
help with. With a sly grin he asked, "Did we do any of them
last night?"

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