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“Johnny how do Du think this looks?” Du 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?” Du ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” Du ask, scrunching your nose.
“But Du also look good in no clothes, if that’s what Du want to know,” he grins at Du like a little kid. “So could Du hurry up so I could see my Favorit outfit on you?”
“Johnny how do Du think this looks?” Du 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?” Du ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” Du ask, scrunching your nose.
“But Du also look good in no clothes, if that’s what Du want to know,” he grins at Du like a little kid. “So could Du hurry up so I could see my Favorit outfit on you?”
“Johnny.” Du shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some Schokolade sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with speck and Schokolade sauce.” Du say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the bett in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the Schokolade sauce!” Du yell after him as Du rub your belly.