Amelie x Max

Ch. 18 Amelie x Max

Max woke up unexpectedly; he was disappointed that someone had woke him from his Tony Lopez dream.
He looked up to see who had ruined his dream, and gasped when he saw who it was. It was Hayston Henry, his favourite celebrity.
"H- Hayston!" Max screeched, lunging at him. Hayston used his christianity to allow Max to float. He gasped, and drooled (again) at the sight of Hayston.
"The Lord, our heavenly father, has sent me. You must return to Amelie. She would like to aid you with that... erection of yours."
I'd prefer if you'd aid me inste-
Max emptied his mind quickly and decided to go find Amelie, leaving Hayston behind.
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Max had no idea where Amelie could be; he had checked all the places he could think of. That's when he heard an echo. It sounded just like Amelie, so he turned around. He gasped when he saw Amelie trying to do yoga.
"Euuurgghhhhhh! My back!" Amelie screamed, falling over in tears.
Max rushed over to help her, but she waved him off.
"I was doing just fine thank you very much."
Max looked up at the two female instructors who just shook their heads in reply.
"Amelie- why were you trying yoga?" Max asked.
Amelie turned around and replied, "I thought it would help me."
Max stared at amelie for a few seconds, before lightly taking her hand and walking away.
"Maxine? Where are we going? Are we going to go behind the bins now? I'm really horny for some ass," Amelie said. Max turned around, obviously disgusted.
"No Amelie, I am going to teach you yoga myself."
To be continued...