By the next morning things were back to normal. The party had broken up around midnight, kids had school the next day people had work and s**t like that. Kat's first foray into the sisterhood had been a big hit; she was proud as f**k and so was I.
My woman could handle her s**t and it was good that I won't have to rely on mom for those kinds of things in the future. I sound like a domesticated f**k.
"Babe get the lead out we've got work."
"I can't I'm calling out sick." She buried herself under the covers. I felt her forehead and there was no fever. I checked her over, nothing; she looked like she usually did every morning; bed rumpled and f**k hot. I smacked her on the ass to get her moving.
"Ouch that's just mean, besides, I am too sick I think you broke me last night or this morning
