Looking in the fridge, for the third time, I realized that it was nothing in there that I wanted to eat. For some odd reason, I thought that something would magically appear.
I need to go grocery shopping.
Running up stairs, I went straight to the room, hoping that Janelle was finally up. Sadly, she wasn't. I guess my tongue put that ass to sleep. Just wait until she gets a taste of this dick.
Let me chill.
I observed her for a while. I swear that I'm the luckiest man alive. She's the most beautiful human being that I've ever laid eyes on.
I think it's time that I wake her up.
"Janelle."
I shook her up a bit. She groaned tiredly and pulled the covers over her head.
Hm, I see that she wants to play games.
"Wake up, baby. We need to go to the store."
I shook her a little more. She mumbled something incoherent under the covers.
"Babeee. Do you want your man to starve?", I whined.
She lets out an aggressive growl.
Someone's not a morning person.
"I really don't give a fuck", she states more clearly, obviously annoyed.
She's pretty cranky when she wakes up. I guess that I'll have to get used to it.
Okay, that's it.
"Woman, get your ass up."
I laughed as she whined grouchily. I took her hands, trying to get her up out of the bed.
"Leave me alone, Maurice."
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"It's daddy to you, baby girl."
She giggles at my silliness.
She can never stay upset with me for long.
"You're a fool. Okay okay, I'm up!"
That's my girl.
I finally let her go, and walk towards the bathroom. I started the shower for us and went back to where she was.
