[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Penny it is, then. You're the boss, ma'am." There it was again -- his unquestioning subservience.

[gre-y]

Celeste was pleased with how passive and tame he was. "Petey, you're so precious to me," she told him, cuddling him. She rubbed his lower belly.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

Pete mumbled happily as he rubbed his foot against Celeste's leg, his soles dirty and calloused from going barefoot for so long.

[gre-y]

Celeste moved her leg away. "Pete, your feet are dirty! I'll have to wash the sheets again," she said. Peter usually took care of things like that, but she helped out sometimes.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Sorry, honey. Going barefoot for so long will do that to you."

[gre-y]

"I guess so.. Maybe you're not cleaning the floors as well," she suggested. She smiled a little bit. "This probably gets in the way," she said, poking at his belly. She ran her thumb over his popped belly button and played with it.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Hey, that tickles!" Pete giggled and tried pushing her hand away halfheartedly.

[gre-y]

"Does it.. tickle here?" She giggled, squeezing his sides. She smiled at his cute laughter.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

Pete smiled and sighed as Celeste continued to rub his belly.

"You came from a traditional family, didn't you?" he asked. "Your brother was married off almost as soon as he turned eighteen."