Part 33

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"My back hurts." Lisa groaned as she and Jeremiah cuddled on the couch under a baby blue blanket. As soon as the young man heard the teacher, he sat up with a look of concern on his face.

"Let's go upstairs so you can lie down on the bed. Lying here is really uncomfortable."

"I'm too tired to walk all the way up there," Lisa whined with a scrunched up face.

"Alright. Do you have any cream or oil?" Jeremiah asked instead of going against the woman's wishes. Lisa sat up too.

"There should be coconut oil on the vanity in my bedroom," Lisa pointed upwards. Jeremiah got up from his spot and quickly ran up the stairs before coming back down with a bottle of coconut oil in his hand.

"Turn on your side, Lili," Jeremiah told her. Lisa moved so that she was on her right side, her belly facing the couch and her back facing her boyfriend. Jeremiah lifted up the cozy sweatshirt Lisa had on, which was actually his, then applied some of the oil to his hand. "Where does it hurt?" The teacher pointed to her lower back and Jeremiah began massaging the area.

"Mmmmmm." Lisa moaned, making Jennie pause. "Don't stop." The teacher whined. Jeremiah relaxed from his frozen state and continued what he was doing.

"Is this hard enough?" He asked.

"A little more." Lisa instructed. "Yes." Jeremiah worked his fingers around to release the tension in his girlfriend's body. "Where did you learn to do massages like this?"

"I guess it runs in the family. My mother used to be a masseuse." The young man responded.

"Oh. Well, it feels really good. Thank you for doing this for me."

"It's no problem for me. I like treating you good." Jennie leaned over to give the blushing Lisa a kiss on the cheek, before going back to his place. "What do you think is the sex of the baby?" He changed the subject.

"Honestly, I'm thinking it's a boy. I've been looking so raggedy lately and people say that it's usually because your daughter is taking away your beauty, but I'm feeling like it's a boy. I kinda want one now."

"Who says you're looking raggedy Lalisa Manoban?"

"I did. Are you getting deaf or something?" She rolled her eyes knowing he couldn't see her.

"Don't try to get sassy with me. And I know you just rolled your eyes too." Lisa laughed at how much Jeremiah knew her.

"I wasn't try to hide it anyway," Lisa replied.

"Well, either way Miss Sassy pants, you look rather gorgeous like a model, matter of fact."

"A model with a big belly in front of her and back fat behind, are you crazy?"

"You still look like a model, end of discussion." Lisa remained silent and let him win, knowing she wouldn't no matter what she said. It was hard to win against this man sometimes. "Anyway, I still think we are going to have a girl. Even though that doctor tried to sow seeds of doubt in my mind." Jeremiah whispered the last part to himself.

"What did you say?" Lisa asked as she turned around on her other side after feeling that the massage was good enough. Jeremiah rubbed the remaining coconut oil that was left in his hand along his arms before replying.

"Oh, nothing. Where do you want the shower to be?"

"At my dad's but most of the people that I know, live in the same area as my mom. She's not talking to me right now though so I'm not sure about that."

"For the surprise, do you want some kind of confetti or something?" The teenager questioned.

"Yeah! That would be great. We could have confetti balloons. Wait. Maybe Jafhia should call Dr. Morris so that way, we could both pop the balloons and be surprised."

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