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Post by Jacky on Mar 2, 2009 23:28:13 GMT
"You made dinner?" I grin, sort of surprised. I am bloody hungry by now, since I pretty much forgot about lunch to have sex with her instead.  |
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Post by Daz on Mar 2, 2009 23:30:01 GMT
"I promise you I would, didn't I?" I take his hand, pulling him out of the covers.. "You better put clothes on first."
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Post by Jacky on Mar 2, 2009 23:33:32 GMT
I find my trousers and put those on, but I eye the table in the meanwhile. "What did ye make?"
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Post by Daz on Mar 2, 2009 23:35:06 GMT
"A stew and potatoes. And I found some wine. You better not complain about it."
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Post by Jacky on Mar 2, 2009 23:37:53 GMT
"...Rum is good with stew." I don't complain, I'm just nice enough to advice instead.
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Post by Daz on Mar 2, 2009 23:38:50 GMT
"We are going to be civilised." I raise an authoritive finger |
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Post by Jacky on Mar 2, 2009 23:41:41 GMT
"Fine. Wine." She wouldn't get away with this if it wasn't for the fact that she actually made dinner. I pull my shirt over my head and consider myself dressed enough. "Let's eat!"
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Post by Daz on Mar 2, 2009 23:43:08 GMT
I grin and proudly head over to the table to sit down.
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Post by Jacky on Mar 2, 2009 23:45:14 GMT
My stomache starts grumbling by now, "You should do this more often." I tell her, while I move some of the food onto my plate. Lots of it actually.
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Post by Daz on Mar 3, 2009 11:04:53 GMT
"Well, you haven't tried it yet. It may be bloody awful."
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