On Saturday evening , Fredrick called me to come meet him up at a fancy restaurant , I insisted that I couldn’t leave little Deji alone but he persuaded me to take one of my b0s0m milk pumped in a feeding bottle fromthe fridge and drop him with my mother before coming . I reluctantly dressed Deji up, put on my make up and wore the sexiest gown I had, it was red, short and quite exposing but still appropriate,I had no underwear on, when I was done dressing up I stared at myself through the mirror with anominous smile on my face.I quickly dropped Deji at my mother’s housewhile managing to keep up to time, I was 30 minutes late already . The journey made things worse but eventually I arrived at the restaurant, parked my car and went in. There he was sitting elegantly on table four, he even had it reserved for us.“sorry I was late” I blurted out while sitting down, he just smiled stretched and kissed me on my forehead. ” since when did he care?”

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ur story is really funny