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“Johnny how do anda think this looks?” anda ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” anda ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” anda ask, scrunching your nose.
“But anda also look good in no clothes, if that’s what anda want to know,” he grins at anda like a little kid. “So could anda hurry up so I could see my favorit outfit on you?”
“Johnny how do anda think this looks?” anda ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” anda ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” anda ask, scrunching your nose.
“But anda also look good in no clothes, if that’s what anda want to know,” he grins at anda like a little kid. “So could anda hurry up so I could see my favorit outfit on you?”
“Johnny.” anda shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some cokelat sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with daging babi asap, bacon and cokelat sauce.” anda say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the tempat tidur in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the cokelat sauce!” anda yell after him as anda rub your belly.
