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Just likea luscious heart-shaped ass that deserves to be worshipped and glorified I think I whiain, but I can’t be sure

As she walks up the stairs, she doesn’t look over her shoulder at me, doesn’t callforward

I follow her up the stairs to the bedroom

And close the door behind us

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I wait patiently on the chaise longue in the corner, legs stretched out, watching her Enjoying the pretty picture she , Kennedy bolts straight up, so fast that her long honey-colored hair covers her face She blows at it with a puff of breath, eyes darting around the roolances down at her body, covered in my black Spider-Man T-shirt--the one I had to practically put her in a headlock to get on her

"Morning, cupcake" I slares

"Did you have sex withher question

"I can’t decide if I’m more offended that you think we’d have sex while you were shitfaced--or that you actually think you wouldn’t remember it if we had"

"You didn’t answer my question"

I roll my eyes "Of course we didn’t have sex Not fro on your part, by the way I felt so objectified Does all alcohol turn you into a cat in heat, or just scotch specifically?"

If it’s the latter, I’ stock in it Maybe a whole company

She covers her face and lies back on the bed "Fuck ery--not sure I can handle a hard-on right now"

Or harder-on, if I’ cootten to the best part yet Three, two, one--"

My phone rings on the table besideit to my ear "Hi, Mom"

News travels fast--and news of your children potentially hooking up with the person you picked out for the warp-speed fast

My ation

"Yes, she’s right here" I smile at Kennedy, who peeks out atmiserable

"No, Mom, we didn’t elope Sorry to disappoint"

I cover the phone withfor you"