Hand-some-Ness

I'm so pleased with myself, as I'm sitting here in my big, manly, comfortable, black leather poppa chair in my living room. I'm pleased because of my hand-some-ness. Not in the mirror. At the ends of my arms.
I remember, when I met my Lady Wonder Wench all those years ago...instantly...my ears wiggled, my eyebrows twitched and my hands made some plans. And through the years, I have taken every opportunity to use my hands some more with my Lady Wonder Wench.
She likes it when I use my hands some times, to give her feet a little massage. When you give someone you care about a massage, both the massager and the massage-ee get some of what they used to call Good Vibrations.