I knew the beach was a good idea. A nice cool one, not your avarage California beach. Nice waves, margaritas, my girlfriend in this really tiny bikini, and getting to making out in the sand before the first drink was even gone. Every day should be like this. Just... forever.
Except the way she said my name nees to change. That sounded like she was tired of this. She has to be having fun doing thatFine. I'll just do what I can to make her less tired. She feels good. There should be more of this. There's no one else on the beach, we could do whatever we wanted
( ... )
... Damn it, I can't get back to the beach! She threw me off! Now it's completely killed. Right when it was getting to a freakin' great part. I sighed and settled on just going back to sleep, which I did a minute later.
Well, at least there's this. It's no beach, but it's freakin' something.
"Sam! ....Sam?"
What? What happened to my five minutes? They can't be gone already. I don't want to get up yet. Why can't she just stay in bed with me? I like it right here. No freakin' moving.
I didn't even register the cold thing that was sliding down my chest until it got to my stomach, and even then, I didn't think about it too much. It wasn't until it got down to my belly button that I realized I should probably move.
My boyfriend is awake. We can start the secound half of our weekend together now. And if we're lucky, today will be just as good as yesterday, only without the cookies because Sam already finished those up. But, if for some reason we need them, I could make more. Marie is going to be here until after dinner again, and it wouldn't take too long. Besides, Sam said he has a few things to do today, and I could always make them while he's out doing that.
Not that I want to get into a habit with baking them or anything, I just want this weekend to be as nice as possible for both of us. If Sam's version of a nice weekend includes more cookies, I'd bake them.
"Wasn't five minutes, was it? Nevermind.""It was five minutes
( ... )
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I knew the beach was a good idea. A nice cool one, not your avarage California beach. Nice waves, margaritas, my girlfriend in this really tiny bikini, and getting to making out in the sand before the first drink was even gone. Every day should be like this. Just... forever.
Except the way she said my name nees to change. That sounded like she was tired of this. She has to be having fun doing thatFine. I'll just do what I can to make her less tired. She feels good. There should be more of this. There's no one else on the beach, we could do whatever we wanted ( ... )
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"Fine."
I got off of him and looked over at the clock, then sat on top of my pillow and waited it out.
He might get cranky if he doesn't get his extra five minutes, so I'm going to give them to him, and then I'll go back to trying to wake him up ( ... )
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Good. Thank you.
... Damn it, I can't get back to the beach! She threw me off! Now it's completely killed. Right when it was getting to a freakin' great part. I sighed and settled on just going back to sleep, which I did a minute later.
Well, at least there's this. It's no beach, but it's freakin' something.
"Sam! ....Sam?"
What? What happened to my five minutes? They can't be gone already. I don't want to get up yet. Why can't she just stay in bed with me? I like it right here. No freakin' moving.
I didn't even register the cold thing that was sliding down my chest until it got to my stomach, and even then, I didn't think about it too much. It wasn't until it got down to my belly button that I realized I should probably move.
... Whoa, okay, Christ, I'm awake ( ... )
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Victory.
My boyfriend is awake. We can start the secound half of our weekend together now. And if we're lucky, today will be just as good as yesterday, only without the cookies because Sam already finished those up. But, if for some reason we need them, I could make more. Marie is going to be here until after dinner again, and it wouldn't take too long. Besides, Sam said he has a few things to do today, and I could always make them while he's out doing that.
Not that I want to get into a habit with baking them or anything, I just want this weekend to be as nice as possible for both of us. If Sam's version of a nice weekend includes more cookies, I'd bake them.
"Wasn't five minutes, was it? Nevermind.""It was five minutes ( ... )
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