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The Future Man Whore of a Husband

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The Future Man Whore of a Husband

I could feel my breathing picking up a few paces, my face is probably red by now, my stomach had butterflies and my hands were starting to get sweaty. All because I was so nervous to meet my future man whore of a husband aka Nate.

‘Pearl, sweety, could you please walk a little faster’ I asked Pearl in a rushed tone

‘Why? Is it because you are so eager to meet my bowther Nate? Pearl said in a teasing tone with a cheeky smile on her face

Geez, for a 5 year old this girl was quite smart. I could feel my face heat up by Pearls statement.

‘Nnnoo….that’s not the reason, its just that I don’t want Mrs Anderson waiting for me.’ I replied slightly embarrassed

‘Oh ok, that’s good then, because I was lying brother Nate is not here yet! I just said it so you would walk faster…’ Pearl replied sneakily

I was baffled, she had fooled me. I could not believe this 5 year old, she lied so smoothly and I believed her.

‘Pearl, you shouldn’t lie to your elders, lying is bad’ I said to Pearl in a stern tone

Pearl looked away embaressed.

‘I’m swoorryyy, Sawah…I just wanted you to huwwyy up’ Pearl said with a puppy dog look on her face

How could I resist that. I sighed heavily and gain in to her adorable face. No wonder Pearl was so spoilt it was impossible to stay angry at her.

‘I’ll forgive you this time, but if I ever catch you lying to me again, you will be in big trouble. Understand?’ I said to Pearl with the best strict voice I could muster up

‘I promise Sawah, I will never lie to you’ Pearl said with eagerness

I didn’t even realise but we had reached the dinner room. In front of me was, a long stretched dining table, which had antique candles, a golden and cream colour table cloth, it was a beautiful sight.

Pearl quickly snapped me out of my thoughts ‘Sawah, come sit next to me’ Pearl said whilst dragging me towards the dinning seats.

‘Good evening Mrs Anderson, Mr Anderson’ I said

“Please, Call me Jane, no formalities sweetie, we are family now’ Mrs Anderson replied with a light tone