I shook my head. I kind of feel like doing the Carlton dance. Damn Fresh Prince.

“You know Ashley I didn’t want to tell you this, but damn you look a mess.” I smirked and she just glared at me.

Too soon maybe?

She grasped her heart and pointed at me “You’re such a bitch Carlin.”

I raised an eye brow “I know, but you shouldn’t have a problem with it seeing how I am yours.” I said as I smirked at her.

I noticed the ‘oh really’ look on her face. “Well darling since you’re my bitch and all, how about you go fetch me a drink and maybe something to eat.”

And once again I don’t know when to insert my foot in my mouth.

 I cocked my head and smiled. She looked at me confusedly, my lips slowly travelled over her ear. “Honey I wasn’t thinking of that kind of bitch, I had something else in mind.” I pulled away and bit my lip as my eyes wandered down hers.

 “And what was it you had in mind?” She tilted her head mocking me.

I know she’s not that dense, she’s going to make me say it, isn’t she?

 “I can show you better than I can tell you,” I paused “But right now I have to go home sweetie.” I laughed and got hit.

Why must everyone always hit me?

 Do I have a sign on my forehead that says ‘hey it’s alright, I give you permission, hit me’ I’m kinky not that kinky! Tying up is fine, but S&M not my kind of thing.

I gave her a quick kiss on the forehead and turned to leave. I felt a sudden pull on my arm. Ow

“The forehead, c’mon Carlin I think we’re past that.” She grinned and instantly found my lips.

Now this is what I’m talking about.

I know somewhere else she can kiss like that.

“Baby I’m hot just like an oven, I need some loving”

“I can’t hold much longer, when I get that feeling I need sexual healing.”

God I’m so horny right now! Fuck me!

Oh my God is that her hand? The way she is touching me is making me insane!