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Doin Laundry, Part 1
A follow on to the Haircut stories because of the public outcry, you perverts….
Sam parked in front of 'Laundry Land' and grabbed the bag out of the back seat.
Out of the car, he tossed it over to Dean.
"Go on, git." he ordered the shorter man. "Get to work."
"Screw you, Sam, I'm not the maid." Dean snapped right back.
Sam took an elbow and guided Dean into the building.
"The very last thing I would call you is a maiden."
"That's not what I said."
Sam wrapped his long arms around his bossy bottom and kissed behind his ear as Dean leaned his head to the side.
He let go and administered a good hard swat to Dean's perky ass. "I said, get to work."
Then he sat down and opened his newspaper, peering at Dean over the top and watching as he separated the clothes and started the washers.
After a couple of minutes Sam stood and walked over to the washers. "This the whites? In hot water?"
"Yes, sir," Dean sneered.
Sam ran a big hand over the top of the machine, testing the heat. "Good." He turned and picked Dean up and sat him on the top of the machine.
"What the hell?"
Sam smiled. ""Just getting your ass warmed up."