7.4 Power

[straight2point]

I know now how it feels to be colonised, and then have a flag put on you to show ownership.

Comments

[agentfraser]

Who would do such a thing?!

[straight2point]

Oh, I don't know... A blond Australian with a large cock, possessive streak, and a dodgy sense of humour?

[agentfraser]

He sounds like a cock.

[straight2point]

He does seem to enjoy waking me up early in the morning with one.

[agentfraser]

All weapons need polishing to stay in top form.

[straight2point]

So now I'm just here to polish your weapon? How charming...

[agentfraser]

Well, you weren't this morning. I had to entertain myself. You just nudged me and I think maybe told me to fuck off, but your face was too squished in the pillow to be sure.

[straight2point]

Probably because you actually managed to wear me out last night. It's a worry when your stamina trumps that of a pregnant lady.

[agentfraser]

I was in a coma for over a week. I'm making up for lost time. My dick needs nurturing. It created awesome in your pregnant gut.

[straight2point]

Well, I guess you are right about the awesome part. In that case I'll make sure it gets nurtured. Even if you just have your way while I'm passed out.

[agentfraser]

He's gotta know his heritage. That's important. Like the lamington you're going to tape to your gut for a day.

[straight2point]

I'm sorry, the what I'm going to what?!

[agentfraser]

Google it. He needs to know good food when he sees it. Meat pie and sauce is next, and Aussie football. Mark's been recording all the games.

[straight2point]

All this before he actually comes out of me?

[agentfraser]

That thingo on your thingo said he can hear, so how do you know he can't smell and see, too? And anyway, he's a Campbell. He's a genius. Fast learner and very large cock.

[straight2point]

You planning on wafting the meat pie near my vagina because last time I checked, babies don't get x-ray vision, or smell-o-vision that works through skin.