Michael, looking sexy in white
On Saturday, there was pandemonium once again in the Davis household. Mrs.Davis made pancakes, grits, eggs, and sausage for breakfast. Ayanna gagged when she smelled the floor and ran back upstairs with her hand over her mouth.
"Breanna, what's wrong with your sister?", demanded her mother.
Breanna shrugged and continued to eat her breakfast. She did not want to betray her sister's confidence. Before Mrs.Davis could say another word, the phone rang.
"I'll get it!", cried Breanna, relieved to escape. She picked up the receiver.
"Hello?", she said.
"Hey, beautiful!",Michael exclaimed.
She smiled. "Good...
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