Recently I approached my hubby and said – "But come, Mary, we'll go through the Kama Sutra". No, I don't mind, but after a whole day of wiping snot and ass for two kids, cooking, cleaning, washing curtains and dirty dishes, I was kind of in a bad mood. But there is nothing to do, marital duty obliges. Having put the children to bed, we retired to the bedroom and opened the Internet Kama Sutra, decided to start. I, as not oiled Robocop or terminator retired, squeaked limbs, trying to repeat all the bends strictly pictures. And now imagine-eighty-pound woman, whose legs are cowardly from the work done for the day, trying to pave the ass in the pose of fireworks.

After five minutes of our torments to receive unreal pleasure we asked aloud one General question: "What these bitches on the picture such happy?". I'm not talking about the fact that we barely have cracked feet, trying to take over the human species. No, it's not that I don't like it at all. For example, we even managed to have fun – oborzhalis with each other, as only could.



Then I saw another pose-a bridge. Well, not to the detriment of me, my legs don't need a diamond to fold and stuff.





But we did not take into account one detail – the difference in growth. When my husband, puffing and cursing, filthy language, still managed to get into a pretzel (and it is a bridge I can not name), I was overcome by hysterical laughter and tried to mastitis. Do you know what it looked like? It's like I got on a horse because I didn't reach the floor with any limbs.



Further, you have heard how a falling wardrobe? No? Then try the "bridge" pose! We with such a roar zvezdanulsya on the floor that exactly two minutes in our apartment, the bell rang and he came out, we found preoccupied downstairs neighbors. No, not that they were very unhappy at two in the morning, but to join clearly do not want. In short, we failed a walk in the Kama Sutra.



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