Noah/Sandra Drabble
Noah glanced discreetly. It wasn’t a big deal. More though was the label. “Sandra …”
“It’s my body part. I’ll call it whatever I want! Just like you can call your snickerdoodle whatever you want.”
“Well, my snickerdoodle and I are very happy to be in bed with you and your who-hah, shaved or not,” he said, barely containing himself.
She eyed him for a moment, suppressing a smile as she settled in. “I’m glad you’re here too.”
“It’s my body part. I’ll call it whatever I want! Just like you can call your snickerdoodle whatever you want.”
“Well, my snickerdoodle and I are very happy to be in bed with you and your who-hah, shaved or not,” he said, barely containing himself.
She eyed him for a moment, suppressing a smile as she settled in. “I’m glad you’re here too.”