My girlfriend is sleeping. We're both asleep. She's waking up, and she's mine.

My girlfriend is asleep. We're both asleep. She's waking up, and she's mine. --- My girlfriend is sleeping. We're both asleep. She's waking up, and she's mine. --- I was going to post this last night, but I didn't have time. She wakes up at 6:00 a.m. and 12:00 p.m., and 6:00 p.m. every day. Every day, she wakes up at the same time. I didn't understand why she would be up so early yesterday, but I wasn't going to ask any questions. I was going to just enjoy it. I came home from work at 4:30 p.m. yesterday. I made myself a drink, and I sat down on the couch. I stared at the ceiling, waiting for her to wake up. She had been asleep for two hours when I got home. Two hours. I'd been waiting for only ten minutes when she stirred. --- She sat up. She rubbed her eyes. She ran her fingers through her hair. Then she turned and smiled at me. "You're home!" "Yep," I said. "I'm already up. Do you want some coffee?" "Yeah, that'd be nice," I said, grinning. I got up and walked to the kitchen, but she stopped me. "Wait," she said. "I'm going to make you a drink, but first I need to ask you something." "Sure," I said. "Is it okay if I make you a beer instead of a coffee?" "Of course," I said. She went into the kitchen and came back with a drink tray. I couldn't see what was on the tray, but I knew she made a little snack to go with the drinks, too. She set the tray down in front of me. I picked it up, and smiled at her. "I made you your favorite," she said. "What is it?" I asked. "Beer, and crackers. And...and chocolate mousse." I picked up the glass of beer and the mug of coffee, and I took a sip of the beer, and a drink of the coffee. "Oh my god," I said. "It's your favorite," she said. "It's perfect," I said. "Thank you," she said. I set the tray down, and I looked at her. She was smiling at me. She was smiling at me so big. "Thank you," I said. "You're welcome," she said. I got up, and I walked to her. I put my arms around her waist. She put her arms around my neck. I pulled her close to me. She pulled me close to her. "I missed you today," I said. "I missed you, too." I kissed her forehead. She squeezed me. "Thank you," I said. "For doing all this for me." "I love you," she said. "I love you," I said. We stood there together for a minute. Then I asked her if she wanted to watch TV, or if she wanted to go to the bedroom. She said that she wanted to go to the bedroom. I said, "Great, because so do I." I pulled her by the hand to the bedroom. I opened the door, and I let go of her hand. She walked in first, but I followed her. She closed the door, and then she turned to me. "I'm so happy you're home," she said. "Me too," I said. I pulled her close to me again, and she pulled me close to her. We stood there for a while. Then I asked her what she wanted to do. She said that she wanted me to lay down on the bed, and then she'd undress me. I said, "Sounds good." I got undressed, and then she got undressed. She threw her clothes in the hamper, and I did the same. Then she turned off the light, and she climbed into bed. I climbed into bed, and she put her arms around me. I put my arms around her. She squeezed me. I squeezed her back. "I love you," she said. "I love you," I said. We laid there for a while. Then she asked me what I wanted to do. I said, "Do you want to watch a movie, or something?" "I don't care," she said. "What do you want to do?" "I don't care," I said. "Okay," she said. "Let me see what you have." "Okay," I said. She got out of bed, and she walked to the dresser. She pulled out a VHS tape. Then she got back in bed. "What is that?" I asked. "What?" she said. "What tape is that?" I said. "I don't know," she said. "I found it in your dresser." "Oh, oh," I said. "Sorry," she said. "Do you want me to throw it away?" "No, no," I said. "It's okay. I just...I haven't seen that in a while." "Okay," she said. "Are you sure you don't want to watch it?" "No," I said. "No, I'm good. I don't want to watch that." "Okay," she said. "I don't want to watch it," I said. "I want to watch you." "Watch me?" she said. "Yep," I said. She smiled at me. "What?" I asked. "Why?" she said. "Why what?" I asked. "Why do you want to watch me?" "I want to watch you," I said. "I like that," she said. I pulled her close to me. "What?" she said. "What?" I asked. "What do you want to do?" she said. I thought about that for a moment. "I want to look at you," I said. "I want to look at you in the dark." "I like that," she said. I turned on the nightlight, and I turned off the lamp. Then I looked at her. She was smiling at me. "What?" I asked. "Why are we talking?" "I don't know," I said. "Okay," she said. "Okay what?" I asked. "What are you going to do to me?" I thought about that for a moment. I thought about what I wanted to do to her. I thought about what she liked. I thought about what she liked the most. "I want to kiss you," I said. "Okay," she said. I put my lips on hers. I kissed her. She kissed me back. We kissed for a while. Then I pulled away from her. "What?" she asked. "What next?" I asked. "What do you want to do next?" "I want to touch you," I said. "Okay," she said. I put my hands on her body. I touched her stomach. She squeezed me. "That feels good," she said. "I know it does," I said. I moved my hands down to her thighs. She squeezed me harder. Then I moved my hands back up to her chest, and her shoulders, and her neck, and her head. "You're touching me," she said. "I know," I said. I pulled her head towards me, and I kissed her again. We kissed for a while. Then I pulled away from her. "Hey," I said. "Hey," she said. "What do you want to do now?" "I don't know," she said. "I don't know," I said. "I know," she said. "Okay," I said. She turned on the lamp. I was surprised. I thought she turned it off. "What?" I asked. "I turned the light back on," she said. "Okay," I said. She got out of bed, and she walked to the dresser. She pulled out a bottle of lotion. "What is that for?" I asked. "You'll see," she said. "Okay," I said. She got back in bed, and she turned off the light. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I'm going to rub you with lotion," she said. "That sounds good," I said. She opened the bottle, and she poured some of the lotion into her hand. Then she put her hands on my body. She rubbed the lotion on my chest, and my shoulders, and my stomach. She rubbed the lotion on my thighs, and my arms, and my back. I loved every minute of it. "That feels good," I said. "It does, doesn't it?" she said. When she was done, I turned on the light. I looked at my body. I saw that my whole body was slick with lotion. I smiled. "Hey," I said. "Hey," she said. "What do you want to do now?" "I don't know," she said. "I don't know," I said. "I know," she said. "Okay," I said. She got out of bed, and she walked to the dresser. She pulled out another bottle of lotion. Then she got back in bed. "What is that for?" I asked. "You'll see," she said. "Okay," I said. She opened the bottle, and she poured some of the lotion into her hand. Then she put her hands on my body. She rubbed the lotion on my head, and my hair, and my face.

My girlfriend is sleeping. We're both asleep. She's waking up, and she's mine.

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