I have always been an ardent lover of boobs and my baby always knew that. Not that they aren't other places to suck but even if I loved the center I just couldn't stand the scent her yunno had. It was like sea food mixed with onions and very strong onions for that matter and you know what onions does to you, you can't stop crying every time your nose go near it.
Enough of the center, back to why you're actually right here minding your own business in a place that looks like a bee's nest. Wait, do bees actually have nests or is it not that thing that looks like a palace with colorful interior decoration like an hotel where each person has enough room to make out.
"Behave Josh, it's called a Bee Hive", my British girlfriend let in.
Ohhh yeah, I totally forgot, I've just been thinking about boobs and ass all this while. Shit, I forgot I have to censor my words but I can't understand why my sense or what's it called, er the medulla oblon ta... whatever it's called, can't understand why it just keeps screaming boobs, boobs, boobs!
Gosh, I don't think I'll ever get anything done at this rate, I'll have to clear my head. What better way than to have a cup of tea or more cups. Yeah that's right I love the taste of beverages and the coffee shop down town due to constant patronage from me has now evolved to become a tea or coffee shop and they have me to thank for their innovation.
My girlfriend on the other hand loves her coffee and as much as she loves it, she can't always get herself to make good coffee and that has always bugged her. Everytime she spends time with the coffee machine there always end up being something wrong..with the machine I mean and she ends up going on a rampage.
Have you ever heard someone with a British accent speak before?
Now, imagine someone with a strong British accent getting angry at a coffee machine. I hardly make out anything she's saying and I'm sure the coffee machine can't either so both just sit quietly and watch her do her thing. When she's done, I call her pet name, it calms her down like a dog who's just had his back scratched and then I take her to go get coffee.
"Honey, can we go get some tea or coffee?"
"You mean, Tea and Coffee", she corrected.
I just smiled at her even if deep down I knew she couldn't quite understand what I meant. I always had this mentality that one day I might wake up different, maybe I or my multiversal self might get beaten by an alien in my dream world and instead of the delicious taste of tea I might end up craving for coffee, you know and I had a feeling that day was near.
She smiled back at me obviously not knowing how much I loved her. My girl Sam had always been everything to me. First day I saw her was at the gym, I had been forced by my guy Jason to go burn out some of that sugar and while we were working out I kept wondering why someone with such nice boobs would come to a work out without actually working things out with me.
So after the whole tiring session, I walked up to her and smiled, she looked right at me and smiled too. Then she said something that actually threw me off the cliff and left me hanging like cliff hanger. She said,
"You can have my boobs if you want but not the center".
And that was it, she ended up being the center of attraction everyday of my life and it's pretty great to know that there's someone you can rest your head on whenever you feel like things are getting hard and you need to release some of the stress, if you know what I mean.
Back to getting tea or coffee
So we take a walk downtown, I'm in my yellow sweatshirt and a yellow cap with a white track and sneakers, Sam is wearing exactly the same thing but she prefers the color red because she said it reminds her of the book she read to her little brother before he died gushing out red blood. It's funny how we've always been so different yet so made for each other.
We talk, and admire the view around us, it's always lovely to walk with the one you love and catch sight of other people living their lives and doing whatsoever it is they love. We laugh at some awkward looking couple and Sam actually thinks we're a lot like them but I certainly disagree, there was no way I was going to be seen in public with a girl with no...you know.. boobs.
Inside the shop we get greeted by a nice looking Indian waiter and dude was so handsome that I thought for a second I might spend the rest of the evening alone. But I waved that aside, I'm actually quite attractive if bald hair and a pot belle counts as beautiful. He comes up to our table and we make our order.
Sam couldn't stop talking about how much she'll love to own a coffee shop like this, the smell of coffee mixed with the aesthetically pleasing environment and of course she'll have her lover by her side every step of the way.
I loved the idea but I couldn't help thinking about how great of a coffee maker my girl was and I know how much the coffee machine has had to tolerate. But instead of crush her feelings I just hold her hand and give her very reassuring words.
Then at the corner of my eye, the cute waiter comes in with three other waiters carrying trays filled with cups. I was still deep in conversation when I noticed that they were right in front of us emptying their trays on our table.
" Woah, woah woah, what's going on here?"
"Ve are taking your order sire", he replied with the warmest of smiles on his face.
"But this isn't what I ordered, there's no way I'm paying for this",
Sam just stared, clueless as much as I was.
"But sire you asked me to get you 42 cups of coffee, vhy won't you pay", he replied now confused.
At that moment, Sam burst into uncontrollable laughter, and I couldn't help laughing too.
" No, you idiot, I said 4 tea 2 cups of coffee", that had always been our usual.
The waiter looked at me, obviously still not understanding what I was saying. I looked at Sam, looked at the cups on my table and looked back at the Waiter, maybe it's that day afterall.
The day when I might actually not spend the rest of my evening alone, this waiter had all the looks and no brains. Were you expecting me to say it's the day I start craving coffee?, Hahahah, I like my small pot belle as it is my dear.
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