I've been attending lamaze class for sometime now and a lot of people just look at me with sadness, or pitty ,and some give me dirty looks. But I don't care I am learning things that can be helpful for labour and delivery.
What I wasn't prepared for was my heavily tatted papi wanting to finally go.
"come on Mami we gotta go" I hear
not thinking anything other then him dropping me off at my class I grab my things and walk out with him.
"I'm gonna be joining you today" he says
I looked at him shocked
"is that alright?" he asked
"uh...sure" I say
"what is wrong?" he asked
"nothing is wrong I just never thought you'd ever attend this with me." I replied
"well I am an if any fucker wants to say shit I'll handle them after class" he says
"no beating up people papi" I warned
he just looks at me and I know my words are useless.
once we arrive and I go to my usual spot, papi helps me set up everything ignoring people's looks and shit.
Once we sit on the floor he has me leaning back against him as he's rubbing my bump and helping me relax.
from the time the class started up till know people looked at papi like he was a freak or like he shouldn't be here. well except this one couple, they looked happy for us. when the break came they approached us.
"you too make a lovely couple and I'm positive your baby will be beautiful" they say
"awe well thank you"I say
Papi just nods his head not speaking. which is just like the lady's husband.
after class I knew papi was a out to handle some no good sons of bitches.
but I placed my hand on his chest and had him looking at me.
"come on papi, I want dicked the fuck down" I tell him
he looked for them motherfuckers who he wanted to beat the shit out of and smirked while looking at me
"yeah?' he asked
"yeah..come fuck your favorite flower" I tell him as I take his hand and lead him to our car.
when we goth I'm he didn't fuck me he made sweet love to me and worshiped my body.
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A/N: Story called "staunchness"
