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Thanksgiving Meal: Leah doesn't play footsies

Chapter 153 by sexybjgal69 sexybjgal69

Leah couldn't believe that Jonathan was trying to play footsies at dinner. She shoved the foot off her shin. When the foot tried again she kicked at it this time slightly. And the any further attempts subsided.

As dinner ended Leah let out a groan to Jonathan.

"I can't believe you were trying to play footises in there with me." she gave him a glare.

"What?" he asked puzzled.

"You know what you were doing." she huffed.

"I didn't try anything." he said. Leah could tell he was being honest.

"Oh," she said appalled at the idea it was Jonathan's brother or father. "Oh--it uh just must have been an accident."

"Oh yeah...pretty crowded around the table this time. Come on...footsies? Really?" he shrugged before heading to the den for a post Turkey Bird lounge.

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