The Life and Tales of Bob, The Bagel Slicer.
So here is some Kandy smut that i just wrote...
It's different from any other Kandy smut out there as it is written in the POV of the Cohen's Bagel Slicer...
Much love goes to Patty for encouraging me to write this and for coming up with the name!
I had had a pretty boring life so far. I was born into the world in July of 1995. My parents were legends, they were two of the originals. And I happened to be their first born. Great things were expected of me, and I strived to live up to them.
From the time I was born I had little contact with others. I was always in the dark, there were one or two rare occasions when I would get to see the outside world, otherwise I just sat there waiting. I was moved around a lot, I would get a big banged up sometimes, but there was never any lasting damage.
It was in late October when I had finally reached my destination. Unlike all the other times I had been moved, this time I heard voices.
“This is what you are looking for, Sir,” I heard a man with a deep voice saying. “Top of the line, just in.”
I heard another man saying something, but I couldn’t make out what it was, he was speaking too quietly.
Then the first man spoke again, “Good choice, just follow me.”
That was when it happened. I was moved again. But this time it felt different. The first movement was extremely sudden, it was like a jolt, I was man enough to admit that it scared the shit out of me! The next movements were rather rough, I was thrown about, but there really wasn’t that much room for me to move, so there was no damage thankfully. Then I was slammed down, if I had legs, I’m sure they would have been broken due to the impact. But as I didn’t have legs, I was fine, just a but of a sore bum.
That’s when I heard the first man’s voice again, “That will be Twenty Three Dollars and Sixty Two Cents.”
I was being sold?! This was the greatest moment of my life, the highpoint of my existence! This was the day I had been waiting for, I had heard stories throughout my travels from others like me. There had been a few I met along that way that warned me against doing stupid things, if I did something wrong I would be sent right back. I had my plan in mind, I knew what to do, I had been waiting for my opportunity to prove myself. And it was about to happen!
“Thank you,” I heard another man say, I think this was the second man, it kind of sounded like him but I really couldn’t be sure.
I was moved again at this point. And again it was different. This time it kind of felt like I was floating, it was a weird feeling, but quite an enjoyable one as well.
I felt myself being knocked against something and that’s when I herd the second man’s voice again, “Well baby, I think that we now have everything we need.”
“I think we do too, now we can officially call that place home.” I heard a woman say, she sounded rather nice. There was something rather soothing about her voice.
I felt myself being placed down somewhere and then I heard an engine start. Although it wasn’t as loud as the engines I had previous experience with. It wasn’t a rough a ride as I usually had when engines were involved either. I didn’t even move once.
It was a short time later that the engine stopped and I was moved again, I had that floating feeling again. This was becoming rather enjoyable.
“Mum!” I heard a young boy yell, he had a rather high voice, even for a child. “Grandpa says that he is going to take me out on the boat!”
“Oh really?” I heard the woman with the soothing voice say in surprise.
“Yes, I promised him that as soon as you two got home I would take him out,” Said another man, he had a rather deep, powerful voice.
“Please mum?” the boy asked.
“Okay,” the woman said, “But Seth please be careful!”
“I will,” Seth said, so the child’s name was Seth. I could get used to that.
I felt myself being placed down again, but unlike last time it wasn’t a slam, it was gentle.
“Dad, please look after him out there,” the woman said.
“Kirsten please, would I ever put Seth in danger?” Seth’s grandfather said.
So her name was Kirsten, her name really suited her voice. It was elegant and sophisticated but it was also kind of bubbly and fresh. I couldn’t wait until I was able to see her, I knew she would be beautiful.
“Caleb, do I even need to mention the time you took him to the zoo?” I heard the other man say.
“There is no need to bring that up again, it was hardly my fault.” the man named Caleb said.
“Oh I highly -” The other man started but was soon interrupted.
“I’m ready to go now,” Seth said rather loudly in an attempt to get everyone’s attention.
“Great, then let’s go,” Caleb replied to him.
“Okay,” Seth said, “Bye Mum, bye Dad.”
“See you later squirt,” the man said.
“Bye sweetheart,” Kirsten said. “And be careful.”
There was soon no noise. I didn’t like it, I had had enough quiet throughout my lifetime. I was finally ready to live.
“You okay?” I heard the man ask.
“I’m okay,” Kirsten replied to him. “No, seriously Sandy, I’m fine.”
“Okay then,” the man who must be named Sandy said. “Since you’re fine, then perhaps we should work on making you great.”
“Oh and how might we do that?” Kirsten said.
“By,” Sandy started, “Eating bagels!”
I felt myself being lifted up. And then, it happened. I was out of the darkness! And it wasn’t like the other times I had seen the light, this time I was lifted out of my box. Sandy placed me on the countertop. I looked around as he stared down at me, and when I looked back up at him, she was there too. She was beautiful, that kind of beauty that took you breath away.
“You want to eat bagels when we have the house to ourselves with no interruptions?” Kirsten asked Sandy looking rather taken aback.
“Well, I can’t think of anything else I would rather do,” Sandy replied, I didn’t know if Kirsten picked up on it but I could see the mischievous look in his eye.
Kirsten obviously did not see the look in his eye as she pulled back from him, “Are you serious?”
“Yeah,” Sandy said as he turned his back to Kirsten and opened the fridge door.
I looked at Kirsten, she simply stood there with her mouth slightly open, glaring at the back of Sandy. It was a few seconds later that Sandy came out of the fridge with nothing in his hands. As he looked at Kirsten, who might I add was looking rather furious, he started laughing.
“Baby, come on,” He said, “Do you seriously think I would ever turn you down?”
Kirsten just continued to glare at him, I could tell she was a woman who didn’t take crap from anybody, even her husband.
Sandy moved closer to her, sliding his hands down her body, coming to a rest on her hips. He leaned in, placing soft kisses along her jaw line. “Baby, you know I would never let an opportunity such as this escape us.”
As his kisses moved from her jaw to her neck, Kirsten arched her body into his, tilting her head back in the process, creating a greater workspace for Sandy.
I watched as Sandy began to undo the jacket Kirsten was wearing, “You’re so gorgeous when you’re angry.”
“Yeah, well you’re an asshole.” She said, closing her eyes as Sandy threw her jacket on the ground and continued his kisses along her shoulder.
“Oh I think asshole is a bit of an overstatement,” Sandy told her as he reached for the hem of her top.
“Really?” She questioned, “’Cause I don’t think it is.”
As Kirsten raised her arms for Sandy to pull her top over her head, he said “Uh, but see you’re angry with me, I bet in half an hour you’ll be eating your words.”
“Well that certainly depends,” Kirsten replied as I watched her top meet her jacket on the floor.
“Oh yeah?” Sandy said, as his hands wandered her body before stopping to sensually massage her breasts that were hidden beneath the lace black bra she was wearing. “And what does it depend on?”
“How good your performance is,” Kirsten stated as she removed Sandy’s hands from her chest and started unbuttoning his shirt.
“Oh baby, you know I’m always great.”
Both Sandy and I watched as Kirsten struggled with the last few buttons on his shirt, I found it rather amusing. She had a determined look on her face and her tongue was poking out of the side of her mouth. Sandy’s hands met Kirsten’s, helping her to undo the last of his buttons. She looked up at him and slowly kissed him as she peeled the shirt off his shoulders. She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his chest after tossing the shirt. Breaking the kiss, Kirsten began leaving a trail of kisses. Starting on his chin, she continued down his throat, then his chest before coming to a stop where the jeans he was wearing started.
As Kirsten slowly started undid the sole button on his jeans and went to pull down the zip but was stopped by Sandy. She looked up at him questioningly.
“I thought this was about you,” he said before kneeling on the floor like Kirsten was.
I watched as Sandy slowly pushed Kirsten back so that she was now laying on the tiles. I tried to lean forward as Sandy followed Kirsten to the ground, but it was rather difficult for me to do as I had no arms or legs.
“You are such a perv,” I heard someone say from behind me.
I looked around and realised that it was the blender that was sitting on the counter with me.
“You haven’t even been here for one day and you’re already trying to get a front row seat!” the blender said to me.
“You know what, you don’t get a say,” I replied to the blender. “You desecrate food, nobody here wants to know what you think.”
As I turned my attention back to Sandy and Kirsten, who I still could not see, I again tried to move my way closer to the edge. Just as I heard a loud moan come from Kirsten, a powerful breeze came through the open window of the kitchen and helped me topple over the edge, landing on the floor with a bang.
As I collected my thoughts I heard Kirsten let out a gasp. I had a good view now, actually I had a great view. Kirsten was now laying on the kitchen floor totally naked. Let’s just say that if I had any of the human male anatomy, I would be on top of her in a heartbeat… You know if I had a heartbeat.
“Sandy,” Kirsten let out in another gasp.
“Mmm,” Sandy muttered as he stopped his movements between her legs to look up at her.
“The bagel slicer fell,” she said.
“And?”
“And,” Kirsten replied to him, “You cut your breakfast with that.”
“So,” Sandy said as he began placing kisses down her neck, slowing working his way towards her chest.
“Well do you want it to get dirty?”
I heard Sandy let out an irritated sigh.
“Honey,” he said. “We’re about to have sex on the kitchen floor, and you’re worried about the bagel slicer getting dirty on the kitchen floor?”
“Yeah but unlike the bagel slicer, I have a thing called a shower.” Kirsten replied to him.
“Okay,” Sandy said, sounding rather agitated. “I will disinfect the bagel slicer if you just forget about it for now.”
As Sandy waited for her reply, I saw Kirsten look at me before she nodded.
“Good,” Sandy said quietly.
I watched as Sandy slowly lowered his lips to Kirsten’s. I saw his tongue sliding into her mouth to be met by her own tongue. I could tell that they did this a lot, they had a rhythm that came so naturally.
As Sandy’s tongue continued to probe Kirsten’s, I noticed his hand moving along the side of her body. It was slowly caressing every inch before it stopped at her opening, where two fingers disappeared. Kirsten let out a moan as Sandy’s hidden fingers began to move within her.
“No,” Kirsten let out breathlessly.
“Huh?” Sandy questioned.
Kirsten pushed Sandy off of her, “No, I want you.”
“You’ll have me.”
“No, I want you now,” Kirsten said, taking control of the situation, pushing Sandy onto his back and pulled down the zip she had began to unzip earlier.
As Kirsten began to slid his jeans down his legs, Sandy simply looked up at her laughing.
“What’s so funny?” Kirsten asked him.
“I just love it when you take control,” he replied to her.
“Yeah well, you take to long,” Kirsten said as she threw his jeans over her shoulder before attacking his lips with her own.
She pulled back not long after, heading back down to remove Sandy’s boxer shorts. As she pulled them off, she chucked them over Sandy’s head, where they hit the fridge and fell to the floor.
“Can I take the lead now?” Sandy asked her.
“If you hurry up, then yes.”
Sandy laughed as he rolled them over gently, making sure that he didn’t place too much of his own weight on top of Kirsten.
“I swear I just told you to hurry up,” I heard Kirsten mutter to Sandy.
“Right, sorry,” Sandy said before he lifted himself off of Kirsten and carefully placed his erect penis at her entrance. He waited for several moments before making any other moves.
“Sandy!” Kirsten said or rather yelled.
It was then that Sandy plunged into her, releasing a satisfied moan from Kirsten as well as a breathless “Thank you.”
I couldn’t help but watch. I knew it was wrong, the blender had already called me a perv. I could imagine what she would call me the next time we had the opportunity to exchange words. But I didn’t care.
Kirsten’s hand were soon on Sandy’s back, her nails digging in, no doubt leaving marks as Sandy continued to crash into her.
I heard Kirsten’s breathing becoming uneven, every so often she would let out a cry, usually of Sandy’s name.
As Sandy increased his pace, I watched as Kirsten arched her back, letting out one long high pitched scream of Sandy’s name.
Just as Kirsten began to take deep breaths in order to calm down, it was Sandy’s turn to scream out her name. Sandy collapsed on top of her slowly recovering his breath, as Kirsten’s fingers ran through his hair.
“Okay,” Kirsten said after a few silent minutes together, “I guess you’re not an asshole.”
“No?” Sandy asked, looking up at her.
“No, more like an idiot who doesn’t know when to shut up.”
Sandy let out a sigh, “I guess I can deal with that.”
Kirsten let out a small laugh as she pulled his face towards hers and slowly moved her lips in a perfect motion with his.
A few moments later Sandy got up, rolling over and picking me up. He stood up and placed me on the counter.
“You know,” Sandy said. “I think we should name him.”
“Who? The bagel slicer?” Kirsten asked.
“Yeah!” Sandy replied, “I mean, why not?”
“Well first of all, who says it’s a guy?” She asked.
Sandy simply looked at her as if to say “As if it’s not!”
“Fine,” Kirsten said while putting her clothes back on. “But I get to name him.”
“Okay, as long as it’s not some stupid girlie name though.”
Kirsten thought for a few moments before voicing her thoughts, “Bob.”
Sandy let out a laugh, “Bob?”
“Yep, I think it totally suits him,” she said with a grin that lit up the already fairly well lit room.
“Well then,” Sandy said. “Welcome to the family, Bob.”
It's different from any other Kandy smut out there as it is written in the POV of the Cohen's Bagel Slicer...
Much love goes to Patty for encouraging me to write this and for coming up with the name!
I had had a pretty boring life so far. I was born into the world in July of 1995. My parents were legends, they were two of the originals. And I happened to be their first born. Great things were expected of me, and I strived to live up to them.
From the time I was born I had little contact with others. I was always in the dark, there were one or two rare occasions when I would get to see the outside world, otherwise I just sat there waiting. I was moved around a lot, I would get a big banged up sometimes, but there was never any lasting damage.
It was in late October when I had finally reached my destination. Unlike all the other times I had been moved, this time I heard voices.
“This is what you are looking for, Sir,” I heard a man with a deep voice saying. “Top of the line, just in.”
I heard another man saying something, but I couldn’t make out what it was, he was speaking too quietly.
Then the first man spoke again, “Good choice, just follow me.”
That was when it happened. I was moved again. But this time it felt different. The first movement was extremely sudden, it was like a jolt, I was man enough to admit that it scared the shit out of me! The next movements were rather rough, I was thrown about, but there really wasn’t that much room for me to move, so there was no damage thankfully. Then I was slammed down, if I had legs, I’m sure they would have been broken due to the impact. But as I didn’t have legs, I was fine, just a but of a sore bum.
That’s when I heard the first man’s voice again, “That will be Twenty Three Dollars and Sixty Two Cents.”
I was being sold?! This was the greatest moment of my life, the highpoint of my existence! This was the day I had been waiting for, I had heard stories throughout my travels from others like me. There had been a few I met along that way that warned me against doing stupid things, if I did something wrong I would be sent right back. I had my plan in mind, I knew what to do, I had been waiting for my opportunity to prove myself. And it was about to happen!
“Thank you,” I heard another man say, I think this was the second man, it kind of sounded like him but I really couldn’t be sure.
I was moved again at this point. And again it was different. This time it kind of felt like I was floating, it was a weird feeling, but quite an enjoyable one as well.
I felt myself being knocked against something and that’s when I herd the second man’s voice again, “Well baby, I think that we now have everything we need.”
“I think we do too, now we can officially call that place home.” I heard a woman say, she sounded rather nice. There was something rather soothing about her voice.
I felt myself being placed down somewhere and then I heard an engine start. Although it wasn’t as loud as the engines I had previous experience with. It wasn’t a rough a ride as I usually had when engines were involved either. I didn’t even move once.
It was a short time later that the engine stopped and I was moved again, I had that floating feeling again. This was becoming rather enjoyable.
“Mum!” I heard a young boy yell, he had a rather high voice, even for a child. “Grandpa says that he is going to take me out on the boat!”
“Oh really?” I heard the woman with the soothing voice say in surprise.
“Yes, I promised him that as soon as you two got home I would take him out,” Said another man, he had a rather deep, powerful voice.
“Please mum?” the boy asked.
“Okay,” the woman said, “But Seth please be careful!”
“I will,” Seth said, so the child’s name was Seth. I could get used to that.
I felt myself being placed down again, but unlike last time it wasn’t a slam, it was gentle.
“Dad, please look after him out there,” the woman said.
“Kirsten please, would I ever put Seth in danger?” Seth’s grandfather said.
So her name was Kirsten, her name really suited her voice. It was elegant and sophisticated but it was also kind of bubbly and fresh. I couldn’t wait until I was able to see her, I knew she would be beautiful.
“Caleb, do I even need to mention the time you took him to the zoo?” I heard the other man say.
“There is no need to bring that up again, it was hardly my fault.” the man named Caleb said.
“Oh I highly -” The other man started but was soon interrupted.
“I’m ready to go now,” Seth said rather loudly in an attempt to get everyone’s attention.
“Great, then let’s go,” Caleb replied to him.
“Okay,” Seth said, “Bye Mum, bye Dad.”
“See you later squirt,” the man said.
“Bye sweetheart,” Kirsten said. “And be careful.”
There was soon no noise. I didn’t like it, I had had enough quiet throughout my lifetime. I was finally ready to live.
“You okay?” I heard the man ask.
“I’m okay,” Kirsten replied to him. “No, seriously Sandy, I’m fine.”
“Okay then,” the man who must be named Sandy said. “Since you’re fine, then perhaps we should work on making you great.”
“Oh and how might we do that?” Kirsten said.
“By,” Sandy started, “Eating bagels!”
I felt myself being lifted up. And then, it happened. I was out of the darkness! And it wasn’t like the other times I had seen the light, this time I was lifted out of my box. Sandy placed me on the countertop. I looked around as he stared down at me, and when I looked back up at him, she was there too. She was beautiful, that kind of beauty that took you breath away.
“You want to eat bagels when we have the house to ourselves with no interruptions?” Kirsten asked Sandy looking rather taken aback.
“Well, I can’t think of anything else I would rather do,” Sandy replied, I didn’t know if Kirsten picked up on it but I could see the mischievous look in his eye.
Kirsten obviously did not see the look in his eye as she pulled back from him, “Are you serious?”
“Yeah,” Sandy said as he turned his back to Kirsten and opened the fridge door.
I looked at Kirsten, she simply stood there with her mouth slightly open, glaring at the back of Sandy. It was a few seconds later that Sandy came out of the fridge with nothing in his hands. As he looked at Kirsten, who might I add was looking rather furious, he started laughing.
“Baby, come on,” He said, “Do you seriously think I would ever turn you down?”
Kirsten just continued to glare at him, I could tell she was a woman who didn’t take crap from anybody, even her husband.
Sandy moved closer to her, sliding his hands down her body, coming to a rest on her hips. He leaned in, placing soft kisses along her jaw line. “Baby, you know I would never let an opportunity such as this escape us.”
As his kisses moved from her jaw to her neck, Kirsten arched her body into his, tilting her head back in the process, creating a greater workspace for Sandy.
I watched as Sandy began to undo the jacket Kirsten was wearing, “You’re so gorgeous when you’re angry.”
“Yeah, well you’re an asshole.” She said, closing her eyes as Sandy threw her jacket on the ground and continued his kisses along her shoulder.
“Oh I think asshole is a bit of an overstatement,” Sandy told her as he reached for the hem of her top.
“Really?” She questioned, “’Cause I don’t think it is.”
As Kirsten raised her arms for Sandy to pull her top over her head, he said “Uh, but see you’re angry with me, I bet in half an hour you’ll be eating your words.”
“Well that certainly depends,” Kirsten replied as I watched her top meet her jacket on the floor.
“Oh yeah?” Sandy said, as his hands wandered her body before stopping to sensually massage her breasts that were hidden beneath the lace black bra she was wearing. “And what does it depend on?”
“How good your performance is,” Kirsten stated as she removed Sandy’s hands from her chest and started unbuttoning his shirt.
“Oh baby, you know I’m always great.”
Both Sandy and I watched as Kirsten struggled with the last few buttons on his shirt, I found it rather amusing. She had a determined look on her face and her tongue was poking out of the side of her mouth. Sandy’s hands met Kirsten’s, helping her to undo the last of his buttons. She looked up at him and slowly kissed him as she peeled the shirt off his shoulders. She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his chest after tossing the shirt. Breaking the kiss, Kirsten began leaving a trail of kisses. Starting on his chin, she continued down his throat, then his chest before coming to a stop where the jeans he was wearing started.
As Kirsten slowly started undid the sole button on his jeans and went to pull down the zip but was stopped by Sandy. She looked up at him questioningly.
“I thought this was about you,” he said before kneeling on the floor like Kirsten was.
I watched as Sandy slowly pushed Kirsten back so that she was now laying on the tiles. I tried to lean forward as Sandy followed Kirsten to the ground, but it was rather difficult for me to do as I had no arms or legs.
“You are such a perv,” I heard someone say from behind me.
I looked around and realised that it was the blender that was sitting on the counter with me.
“You haven’t even been here for one day and you’re already trying to get a front row seat!” the blender said to me.
“You know what, you don’t get a say,” I replied to the blender. “You desecrate food, nobody here wants to know what you think.”
As I turned my attention back to Sandy and Kirsten, who I still could not see, I again tried to move my way closer to the edge. Just as I heard a loud moan come from Kirsten, a powerful breeze came through the open window of the kitchen and helped me topple over the edge, landing on the floor with a bang.
As I collected my thoughts I heard Kirsten let out a gasp. I had a good view now, actually I had a great view. Kirsten was now laying on the kitchen floor totally naked. Let’s just say that if I had any of the human male anatomy, I would be on top of her in a heartbeat… You know if I had a heartbeat.
“Sandy,” Kirsten let out in another gasp.
“Mmm,” Sandy muttered as he stopped his movements between her legs to look up at her.
“The bagel slicer fell,” she said.
“And?”
“And,” Kirsten replied to him, “You cut your breakfast with that.”
“So,” Sandy said as he began placing kisses down her neck, slowing working his way towards her chest.
“Well do you want it to get dirty?”
I heard Sandy let out an irritated sigh.
“Honey,” he said. “We’re about to have sex on the kitchen floor, and you’re worried about the bagel slicer getting dirty on the kitchen floor?”
“Yeah but unlike the bagel slicer, I have a thing called a shower.” Kirsten replied to him.
“Okay,” Sandy said, sounding rather agitated. “I will disinfect the bagel slicer if you just forget about it for now.”
As Sandy waited for her reply, I saw Kirsten look at me before she nodded.
“Good,” Sandy said quietly.
I watched as Sandy slowly lowered his lips to Kirsten’s. I saw his tongue sliding into her mouth to be met by her own tongue. I could tell that they did this a lot, they had a rhythm that came so naturally.
As Sandy’s tongue continued to probe Kirsten’s, I noticed his hand moving along the side of her body. It was slowly caressing every inch before it stopped at her opening, where two fingers disappeared. Kirsten let out a moan as Sandy’s hidden fingers began to move within her.
“No,” Kirsten let out breathlessly.
“Huh?” Sandy questioned.
Kirsten pushed Sandy off of her, “No, I want you.”
“You’ll have me.”
“No, I want you now,” Kirsten said, taking control of the situation, pushing Sandy onto his back and pulled down the zip she had began to unzip earlier.
As Kirsten began to slid his jeans down his legs, Sandy simply looked up at her laughing.
“What’s so funny?” Kirsten asked him.
“I just love it when you take control,” he replied to her.
“Yeah well, you take to long,” Kirsten said as she threw his jeans over her shoulder before attacking his lips with her own.
She pulled back not long after, heading back down to remove Sandy’s boxer shorts. As she pulled them off, she chucked them over Sandy’s head, where they hit the fridge and fell to the floor.
“Can I take the lead now?” Sandy asked her.
“If you hurry up, then yes.”
Sandy laughed as he rolled them over gently, making sure that he didn’t place too much of his own weight on top of Kirsten.
“I swear I just told you to hurry up,” I heard Kirsten mutter to Sandy.
“Right, sorry,” Sandy said before he lifted himself off of Kirsten and carefully placed his erect penis at her entrance. He waited for several moments before making any other moves.
“Sandy!” Kirsten said or rather yelled.
It was then that Sandy plunged into her, releasing a satisfied moan from Kirsten as well as a breathless “Thank you.”
I couldn’t help but watch. I knew it was wrong, the blender had already called me a perv. I could imagine what she would call me the next time we had the opportunity to exchange words. But I didn’t care.
Kirsten’s hand were soon on Sandy’s back, her nails digging in, no doubt leaving marks as Sandy continued to crash into her.
I heard Kirsten’s breathing becoming uneven, every so often she would let out a cry, usually of Sandy’s name.
As Sandy increased his pace, I watched as Kirsten arched her back, letting out one long high pitched scream of Sandy’s name.
Just as Kirsten began to take deep breaths in order to calm down, it was Sandy’s turn to scream out her name. Sandy collapsed on top of her slowly recovering his breath, as Kirsten’s fingers ran through his hair.
“Okay,” Kirsten said after a few silent minutes together, “I guess you’re not an asshole.”
“No?” Sandy asked, looking up at her.
“No, more like an idiot who doesn’t know when to shut up.”
Sandy let out a sigh, “I guess I can deal with that.”
Kirsten let out a small laugh as she pulled his face towards hers and slowly moved her lips in a perfect motion with his.
A few moments later Sandy got up, rolling over and picking me up. He stood up and placed me on the counter.
“You know,” Sandy said. “I think we should name him.”
“Who? The bagel slicer?” Kirsten asked.
“Yeah!” Sandy replied, “I mean, why not?”
“Well first of all, who says it’s a guy?” She asked.
Sandy simply looked at her as if to say “As if it’s not!”
“Fine,” Kirsten said while putting her clothes back on. “But I get to name him.”
“Okay, as long as it’s not some stupid girlie name though.”
Kirsten thought for a few moments before voicing her thoughts, “Bob.”
Sandy let out a laugh, “Bob?”
“Yep, I think it totally suits him,” she said with a grin that lit up the already fairly well lit room.
“Well then,” Sandy said. “Welcome to the family, Bob.”