CARTER:
Man, Abby's seven months pregnant already. Time has sure gone by fast, faster then I'd ever imagined. It's really funny though, how now she can't reach anything from the high cabinets without my help (It feels good to be wanted), or when she tries to put her socks on, she rolls around on the bed trying to reach her feet.. (haha)... sometimes I come out of bed in the morning and shes standing up in the kitchen eating cereal and the bowl is resting on her stomach.
"John, Does the tree look crooked?"
"Of course not!" I laugh as I turn my head sideways to support my claim."Oh." I turn red."It is."
"Yeah" She laughs."It is. Fix it"
"Okay, okay." I smile as I get up off my knees and put on a christmas album to get me in the holiday cheer." Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Ro-"
"Shut up!" She giggles "You can't sing." She says as she stars rolling around on the couch. I just slowly walk over to the fridge smiling and pull out her ice cream as I begin to eat it slowly. she starts to yell at me (she can't stand up to get it from me now.)
"That's not funny!" shes getting frustated. I know it. But I still laugh.
"Oh, yes it is!" I laugh as I keep licking it off my index finger.
"Okay, Okay. your a great singer!" She admitted.
"Nah... your just saying that!"
"No , no" she begs" what do you think I married you for?!"
I start to slowly walk over to her."My good looks.. my nice ass..my big-"
"John!"
"I was gonna say bank account..." I smile as I collapse next to her on the couch and let her lick the remaining ice cream off my finger before feeding her some more.
ABBY:
Finally! God, I love Ice Cream.It tastes so good... almost better than John. Nah. I love when he feeds me. I'm very independant, but I'd let him do anything for me.
" I can't wait."
"For what?" I ask chewing my ice cream.
"Tomorrows Christmas."
"Yeah." I yawn. "We should get to bed then...Santa's comming soon..." I say seductively.
He smiles as he pulls me up and leads me to the bedroom as he helps me undress and dress (since Im totally incapable) and we climb in bed and he pulls me close to him as I nestle my head into the crook of his neck and close my eyes.. wiating for santa to come....
Man, Abby's seven months pregnant already. Time has sure gone by fast, faster then I'd ever imagined. It's really funny though, how now she can't reach anything from the high cabinets without my help (It feels good to be wanted), or when she tries to put her socks on, she rolls around on the bed trying to reach her feet.. (haha)... sometimes I come out of bed in the morning and shes standing up in the kitchen eating cereal and the bowl is resting on her stomach.
"John, Does the tree look crooked?"
"Of course not!" I laugh as I turn my head sideways to support my claim."Oh." I turn red."It is."
"Yeah" She laughs."It is. Fix it"
"Okay, okay." I smile as I get up off my knees and put on a christmas album to get me in the holiday cheer." Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Ro-"
"Shut up!" She giggles "You can't sing." She says as she stars rolling around on the couch. I just slowly walk over to the fridge smiling and pull out her ice cream as I begin to eat it slowly. she starts to yell at me (she can't stand up to get it from me now.)
"That's not funny!" shes getting frustated. I know it. But I still laugh.
"Oh, yes it is!" I laugh as I keep licking it off my index finger.
"Okay, Okay. your a great singer!" She admitted.
"Nah... your just saying that!"
"No , no" she begs" what do you think I married you for?!"
I start to slowly walk over to her."My good looks.. my nice ass..my big-"
"John!"
"I was gonna say bank account..." I smile as I collapse next to her on the couch and let her lick the remaining ice cream off my finger before feeding her some more.
ABBY:
Finally! God, I love Ice Cream.It tastes so good... almost better than John. Nah. I love when he feeds me. I'm very independant, but I'd let him do anything for me.
" I can't wait."
"For what?" I ask chewing my ice cream.
"Tomorrows Christmas."
"Yeah." I yawn. "We should get to bed then...Santa's comming soon..." I say seductively.
He smiles as he pulls me up and leads me to the bedroom as he helps me undress and dress (since Im totally incapable) and we climb in bed and he pulls me close to him as I nestle my head into the crook of his neck and close my eyes.. wiating for santa to come....