am vaguely disturbed that swedish K can effortlessly pick me up and lift me a few feet above the ground. reminds me of rag, when T & H decided that i was too heavy to be twirled for gravity-defying sexytimes.
then again, swedish K did the same to indian K (a boy) before gleefully declaring that i weighed more.
not exactly what i wanted to hear...
(i suppose it's only fair to add that swedish K's a construction worker accustomed to lifting concrete pillars.)
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