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“Johnny how do あなた think this looks?” あなた ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” あなた ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” あなた ask, scrunching your nose.
“But あなた also look good in no clothes, if that’s what あなた want to know,” he grins at あなた like a little kid. “So could あなた hurry up so I could see my お気に入り outfit on you?”
“Johnny how do あなた think this looks?” あなた ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” あなた ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” あなた ask, scrunching your nose.
“But あなた also look good in no clothes, if that’s what あなた want to know,” he grins at あなた like a little kid. “So could あなた hurry up so I could see my お気に入り outfit on you?”
“Johnny.” あなた shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some チョコレート sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with ベーコン and チョコレート sauce.” あなた say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the ベッド in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the チョコレート sauce!” あなた yell after him as あなた rub your belly.
