#Chapter117
Amy turns to my back and zips it up. /"Don’t pay, Sam. A gift is a gift for a reason. It’s really perfect for you./"
/"Thank you so much, Amy./"
She hugs me quickly before I can even hug her back. /"Thank me later by sharing every wild detail of how he goes down on you./"
I freeze in my place.
She barks out laughing. /"Jeez. Just kidding, Sam. I may be a bitch to you sometimes, but it’s your privacy, and I know my limit when it comes to that. I maybe joke around with you, but I would never gonna force you into sharing your sex life./"
/"Wow! What happened to the Amy I knew?/"
She starts drying my hair, curling, and spraying it until she gets the look she likes. Next is applying little eye shadow, mascara, blush on my face, and lipstick on my lips.
She finishes it by with a sweeping blush on my face and smiles brightly.
I take it she’s happy with the result.
