decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
Carmen smiled shaking her head. “I dunno, your fan club on Facebook might beg to differ on that one.” She murmured, “Uh, yeah sure, I’ll feed the babies a little later.” She told him. “I’ll come to both... get me out of the house for a bit.” She smiled and disappeared into the kitchen.
“Hey! Hey we do not kick chairs you understand me? Lana you are six years old you don’t need expensive jewellery, why are you taking things that aren’t yours? Huh? That’s really naughty Lana, I’m gonna have to put you on the naughty list for Santa if you do that again.” He warned her.
“Hey! Hey we do not kick chairs you understand me? Lana you are six years old you don’t need expensive jewellery, why are you taking things that aren’t yours? Huh? That’s really naughty Lana, I’m gonna have to put you on the naughty list for Santa if you do that again.” He warned her.