08-30-2016, 08:30 PM
Jaxen leaned against the kitchen counter, feet crossed at the ankle when Oriena let herself in. Her smile was twisted evil, and the thrill of today tickled Jaxen's skin with anticipation.
"Morning sweetheart. How did you sleep? Were the kids good?"
He played along, enjoying the game. Oriena was the model woman for a housewife.
He pushed away from the counter and did a little twirl of a modeling spin half way to her. "You like the outfit? I'm going for stick up my ass mixed with resting bitch face."
He laughed and snatched her hands in his. He looked into her eyes a moment, imagination filled with memory, only to yank her into a similar twirl.
"I don't think this is going to pass for Atharim. My plan is to walk in the front door, you know."
"Morning sweetheart. How did you sleep? Were the kids good?"
He played along, enjoying the game. Oriena was the model woman for a housewife.
He pushed away from the counter and did a little twirl of a modeling spin half way to her. "You like the outfit? I'm going for stick up my ass mixed with resting bitch face."
He laughed and snatched her hands in his. He looked into her eyes a moment, imagination filled with memory, only to yank her into a similar twirl.
"I don't think this is going to pass for Atharim. My plan is to walk in the front door, you know."