Oz had been harassing me all day.
He had resumed bombarding me with messages and suggesting honeymoon spots. I really wanted to slap him, but this is better than having the doubt that he doesn't like me anymore.
Charlie had just left for San Francisco and Isa had called to ask me to hold off Oz. Apparently, he always became too hyperactive in these situations, making everyone work night and day, seven days a week. My little fry was again exaggeratedly split. My big lips were so swollen that I could c*m just by putting my jeans on. Ugh.
I went home and cooked dinner. Finally, I could relax at home this weekend. I badly needed sleep and Oz wanted to stay home. I could also return to play "Empire of God". Maybe I could even convince Oz to do some quests with me.
I cooked dinner and kissed
