"Babes... I am going to put the flowers, in my bedroom, okay?" Sure, Sugarpuff!" Natasha takes the vase of flowers with her upstairs and enters throug...h her bedroom door and places them onto her table, which is next to her bed quickly; meanwhile, Daniel, goes into her kitchen to starts to cook their meal. Daniels pulls out one of the chairs for her to sit while he waits for her to return. Natasha returns and see's his amazing-chivalry, and she then sits her cute ass in the chair and waits. Daniel groaned even louder as a result.I do not know how long we stayed like that. It could have been a minute, it could have been an hour, it could have been a month. He managed to break free to get a bit of air.“Do you want me to stop?” he asked fearfully as he gasped for air.“Don’t you dare stop” I replied flashing that wicked smile that was usually his.And that was all he needed to push me down to the bed. He crawled on top of me and kissed me again. I took his ass into my hands again and I. " She then gave me a little push and said, "Come on get moving." I laughed at her. I had some nice dreams that night.The morning was bright and sunny. I was up before Mom left. She said, "If you go to the beach, remember I am off early. Marie is coming over about five, so dinner will be right about then." Sounds good," I said."And listen," she said. "Remember and remind Debbie, to just act normal around Marie." I just nodded. Mom left, so I hit the shower. I was downstairs again, having some. She craned her happy almond eyes up, smiling.“Thanks, Faith.” She said in her labored, tiny girl voice. For a moment, her petite hand grazed my own as I left her to hold the door. It was amazing how warm her hands stayed on such a chilly autumn day.“Getting colder, isn’t it?” I asked as we scurried up the flights of stairs. The weather. Like I cared. It was the soulless banter at your disposal when you felt compelled to say something, but were too lazy or chicken-shit to be authentic.“Yeah,.