Chapter #6Breakfast of Goddesses by: Sage   The woman you love does almost all her morning stuff before anyone else is even awake. A fact you remember from her stays in you own home during which she was up with the sun, something neither you, nor any of the people you lived with, did on a regular basis. The good thing was unlike most morning people, rather than starting her day off with a shower to revitalize and awaken her after a good night's sleep, which would have likely sent you to a watery grave, Anna instead began with the most important meal of the day.
Her footfalls, huge concussions to you, are probably inaudible to the other girls who were still asleep in their rooms, and were unlikely to awaken for an hour at least. This resulted in an almost silent house, a good thing for a mini-man who wanted to be noticed, as there was little to drown out the sound of your voice. Unfortunately your position in Anna's bra forced you to be more focused on keeping from falling to a very painful death, so much so that you can't waste the breath it would take to shout at Anna, and hopefully get her attention.
You try twice to kick at her breast, knowing that she is quite sensitive there, but the way you are hanging onto Anna's bra puts those lovely, fleshy bulbs just out of range, and when you try to get closer you are nearly knocked off your perch. After regaining you composure and your stability you at last decide that the best thing to do is probably to wait until Anna has at last sat down to enjoy her breakfast, then get her attention.
Luckily her dorm is only a single story and the kitchen isn't too far from Anna's room, a fact she said influenced her choice of rooms earlier in the year, being one of those people who liked to eat alone and at some of the most unusual times. Her belly growling far below you and her tongue licking those luscious red lips of her's she makes her way to the fridge. Looking in she sees a few options for a tasty breakfast and closes the door, and cuts off the cold air which nearly froze you.
Walking over to the cabinet, she gets out a skillet and sets it on the stove, pushing one of the knobs inward and turning it till a light came on indicating that the stove top was now on and getting hot. Satisfied with this she then makes her way back over to the fridge and grabs a gray tub you can see says butter on the side, laying it next to the stove. Then she turns back to the still open fridge, this time withdrawing a...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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