"Okay, you can't go back on your word, then."
"Of course, I wouldn't," Leila said, her voice thick with assurance, and Jayden finally felt relieved. For the first time, he had the urge to dance around with joy. He especially wishes for the time to just flew so they would land at home, for he couldn't wait!
He suddenly thought of something and asked Leila in a slightly doubtful voice. "Do you know what you need to do, though?"
Leila knew a bit of those things, of course. She raised her fingers to count in a low voice. "Blow job, handjob, boob—"
"Meow." Something suddenly interrupted her words, and looking down at her feet, Leila saw a little, cute orange cat.
Her eyes lit up, and she carefully stretched her hand to pull it into her lap. The cat looked so cute that she couldn't resist running her hand through its silky fur, a smile blossoming on her lips.
"Meow." The cat meowed again, looking up at her, and Leila meowed back. "Meow."
