footie widows

OK gals, (apart from gemma who is obviously into it) what's it like for you?
here is the scene chez nous where we have a friend visiting for the unfortunate duration: rush home from wall painting; quick supper with our friend inbetween matches; first night we try to talk above the racket but that doesn't work; second night; on to j's ears go the earphones and two girls try and keep up conversation but with large telly in middle of room throwing out images or running fit bods and shouts of wahey and blast from the muffed man it is difficult; third night we find the perfect peaceful alternative and i lie naked on the kitchen (living room/ tv room / dining room) table whilst sally gives me a tremendous massage to more sounds of wahey and blast which, miraculously, i manage to shut out.
more stories from the ladies please.....
ruthxxxxxxxxxxx