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Letter to the universe.

To whom it may concern,

I respectfully refuse this as monday morning. I don't like it, and I don't want it, please take it back and give it to me in a couple of days. Whoever thought, that was a long enough weekend is clearly on something, and I don't like it. Please don't make me go to school.

I hate you mondays. Sooooo hard.

Salome.

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His fingers twine into her hair. He is trying not to push her against him or push himself down her throat. It's so good. Her mouth is so warm and wet and he's too aware that he is not going to last very long. Soon he's shooting down her throat with a roar.

Her fingers grab his pants holding on to him and pulling him close so he can get deep in her throat. Opening her eyes she swallowed him down, licking and sucking as she looked up at him.

"You are magnificent, sun goddess." His fingers stroke her hair, then his thumb gently caresses her cheek. He helps her to her feet, then kisses her, tasting himself and her in her mouth. "You taste so good."

Gasping for air she lent against his touch before sagging on his chest when he helped her up. For some reason beyond her comprehension she couldn't get her legs to work right. Whimpering she nuzzled his cheek and then his mouth to kiss him lightly. She likes the mixture of both of them on their lips. "That was fun."

He sweeps her off her feet and staggers with her to the bed. He lowers her on it, then crawls in with her. He's almost as exhausted as she is, completely sated and happy just to cuddle.

As soon as he's down on the bed next to her she wraps her arms around him and snuggles close. Her head tucked under his chin she drapes a leg over his hips before reaching up to gently massage his hair and scalp. She loves cuddling with him and being held by him.

He runs his fingers through her hair. Sated, he snuggles with her, holding her close. "Do you want to take Jonba out to dinner somewhere? Where does he like to eat?"

Leaning her head toward his touch she groans low under her breath, rubbing up against his fingers. "Jonba doesn't really go out to eat, but we can take him out. He's pretty good in crowds."

"He does not like restaurant food? Does he like miniature golf? Or should we just go to a park?" He gently rubs her shoulder.

"He loves food, any kind of food, as for miniature golf I am not sure, we've never been. I don't think he gets the idea that the ball goes in the hole, it could be fun though." Grinning she pulls him close and kisses him hard, she loves when he wants to include Jonab in things.

"What does he like to eat most? I was thinking IHOP might be good. We can try the miniature golf and if he does not like it, we can do something else."

"He likes Mac and Cheese, cottage cheese and fruits, I think IHOP would be very good for him." Her finger slowly moves down his forehead to the tip of his nose.

"Do you want me to summon the limo and go like regular people or take us there?" He moves his face so that her finger is on his lips so he can kiss it.

"I don't know, I don't think Jonba has ever been with you when you zap away." Giggling she grabs lightly at his bottom lip, "that tickles!"

"I will call the limo." He fishes ot his cell phone and calls the driver. "He will be here in 30 minutes. We should probably get Jonba ready. Has he been in a limo before?" His fingers start to creep towards her sides, gently tickling.

"Yes, and I should get dressed . . ." Her body twitches and she groans before she starts to laugh, his fingers drive her crazy. "He's been in one before!"

"I should get something, too. Do you think I should leave some clothes here?" He tickles her for a little longer, then hugs her close.

Salome calms down against his chest and nods with a little giggle. "Uh-huh, so you don't have to go borrowing grandpa's clothes. Though that's really funny when you wear them."

"And I am certain that ojiisan would rather that I did not. However, I will pop over to the apartment for a moment." He vanishes for a moment, then shows up in a white polo shirt and tan chinos. "Do I look ok?"

It takes her a few moments to realize what actually happened and when she finally does she picks up a pillow and hits him with it. "I need more warning!" But she's grinning, and she nods. "Yes, you look very good very handsome."

"Sorry," he says sheepishly. "Do you want me to take care of Jonba while you get dressed?"

"Yes please, he's in his room down the hall." Slipping from her bed, she walks to the closet to get dressed, running her fingers through her hair as she did so.

"Ok, I'll take care of him." He goes to Jonba's room and knocks on the door before he opens it. "Cookie monster?"

Jonba sits on the floor with a book in his lap "reading" to himself. When he hears Hiro's voice he turns and smiles up at the older man. Scrambling up to his feet he toddles over to Hiro. He pauses before reaching him and then holds his arms up tentatively.

Hiro picks him up. "Do you want to go out to dinner, Cookie Monster? We are going to IHOP." He hugs him. "Then we were going to play miniature golf!"

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