"Well, we are here." I took the key file out of my pocket and opened the door, Denise was about to walk inside but I stopped her, Denise gave me a funny odd look.
"No, honey let me!" I picked up Denise, holy shit! I almost broke my back out.
"James! Don't kill yourself, we just got married." Right dear!
"I'm sorry, it's a tradition or some shit, ha-ha!" Denise wasn't laughing.
"I don't want a dead husband, I want you alive, when these babies come!" Babies? Denise and I got to the bed, I took off my shoes, Denise did too, we sat in silence for a moment.
"Babies?" Oh, now, don't tell me!
"Well, maybe, I don't know." Oh, we need to go see a doctor about this!
"I'm making an appointment for you, right after we get back." I was serious!
"Okay." Denise just stopped talking for a moment, I thought to myself.
"Honey, I'm not mad, just trying to figure out things, come here." I laid down on the bed, I took Denise in my arms and on my chest, damn Het, you meet this girl, marry her and now she's having you kids, jeez! What a crazy year, but a good one indeed.
"I know." Denise sat up, I did too. I leaned in and kissed Denise passionately.
"Let me help you out of your dress." I smirked at Denise, she blushed, why are you blushing now? I see, you are nervous, but she never was before. Hmm. I stood Denise up and we kissed again, she turned her back on me and I zipped down the dress, and got out of the dress, and turned around to face me, I was the one now, that was blushing, God Denise is gorgeous.
"Now, let me help you, out of your clothes." I just stood there, in a deer in front of lights.
"Huh? Oh right, I think we did this, at the right time." I think Denise agrees too.
"Yeah." Denise took off my jacket, and then my shirt, and yes, I wore a tie." he-he.
"Aren't you glad, you were at that bar, we met at, months ago?" I was!
"Yes!" Denise pushed me on the bed, God damn woman! Easy with me, I'm not 20!
"Woah, okay." I picked my head up and smirked, Denise sat on the bed next to me, I sat up with her, half naked, Denise took off her shoes and got undressed more, I did too, we both stood up and looked at each other, oh wow! Nice view, I just realized we have a mirror on the celling! ha!
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I'm sorry (A James Hetfield story)
Fanfictionnew story about a woman who met James at a bar and well... you will have to read the story, it's fake by the way. this is a bit of comical and humor, James is one funny guy. :)
