My little love

Sex

In the days leading up to their departure for the tour, Frida and Benny had been busy packing, ensuring they had everything they needed for their journey ahead. They meticulously went through their checklist, making sure they didn't forget any essentials, from stage outfits to toiletries and everything in between. And as the day of their departure finally arrived, anticipation hung in the air as they prepared for their early morning flight. With a 6 a.m. departure time looming, they knew they had to rise before the crack of dawn to make it to the airport on time.

Benny was the first to wake, his excitement palpable as he gently stirred Billie from her peaceful slumber. She lay there, still half-asleep, her stuffed bunny cuddled close to her neck as she stirred gently in her sleep. "Good morning, sleepyhead," Benny whispered softly, brushing a strand of hair away from Billie's face as she slowly blinked her eyes open. "It's time to wake up. We've got an adventure waiting for us." Billie's eyes widened with excitement at the mention of their upcoming journey, but her sleepy demeanor betrayed her enthusiasm. With Benny's gentle encouragement, Billie slowly began to rouse from her slumber, her excitement tempered by her drowsiness. She nodded sleepily in response to Benny's words, her voice barely above a whisper as she mumbled her agreement.

Frida watched fondly from the doorway, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she observed the tender moment between father and daughter. "Come on, sweetheart," she said softly, stepping forward to join them. "Let's get you ready for our big adventure." Their fingers intertwined with each other as she took her to the bathroom to get ready for their airport trip.

As they arrived at the airport not long after, Benny knelt down beside Billie, his warm smile encouraging her. "Hey, sweetheart, we're going to need you to walk a little bit with us, okay? We all have suitcases to carry," he explained gently.

Billie nodded eagerly, puffing out her chest proudly. "I'm a big girl, daddy. I can do it!" she declared with determination, grasping her small suitcase firmly.

"That's my brave girl," Benny praised, ruffling her hair affectionately before standing up to join Frida in maneuvering their luggage through the bustling airport crowd. As they approached the check-in counter, their excitement grew when they spotted Agnetha and Björn with their children nearby. Billie's face lit up with joy as she waved enthusiastically at her friends, eager to reunite before their journey.

Agnetha's eyes widened in pleasant surprise as she took in Frida's new hairstyle. "Frida, your hair!" she exclaimed, a smile of admiration lighting up her features.

Frida chuckled, her cheeks flushing with pleasure. "Tack så mycket! I decided to switch things up a bit, get rid of my curls for once and go for a shorter, darker red look this time," she explained, running her fingers through her freshly styled locks.

"It suits you perfectly," Agnetha remarked, nodding in approval as she admired Frida's new hairstyle.

Meanwhile, Benny and Björn engaged in their own conversation, discussing the logistics of their upcoming tour and exchanging ideas for the setlist to make it even more special, even thought it was perfect as it was. As Billie eagerly went off to walk with Linda, chatting animatedly with her friend, Frida and Agnetha walked side by side, relieved to be free of their bulky suitcases now that they had passed through check-in. With a sympathetic glance, Frida noticed the tension in Agnetha's demeanor, her anxiety palpable even in the midst of the bustling airport. "Are you feeling alright, dear?" she asked softly, concern lacing her voice.

Agnetha sighed heavily, her shoulders slumping as she confessed, "Frida, I've been feeling so anxious all week. My stomach's been in knots."

Frida reached out, gently placing a hand on Agnetha's arm in a gesture of comfort. "I'm sorry to hear that," she said sympathetically. "Flying can be really tough, especially with all the worries that come with it."