01-11-2017, 04:01 AM
At the weak nod, Samson smiled. "Don't worry about it. He still hadn't remvoed his hand from Miroku's belly. "How much more do you feel you need? The same amount of waffles or more-" he started to aske when he felt his hand being moved as his friend's belly underwent another growth spurt.
"That feels strange," he admitted," but probably more so for you."
Samson waited for Miroku to tell him how much more waffles to fix before he stood up accidentally hitting Miroku's tail as he did.
"Sorry," he apologized. As he returned downstairs to resume cooking.
"That feels strange," he admitted," but probably more so for you."
Samson waited for Miroku to tell him how much more waffles to fix before he stood up accidentally hitting Miroku's tail as he did.
"Sorry," he apologized. As he returned downstairs to resume cooking.