Chapter 101

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--Julliet Parris--

Me and Geovanni's children are now eleven, nine and seven and I was currently picking out Christmas gifts for them.

Genovia is the ultimate girly girl and she is a Daddy's girl. She likes her hair to be styled. She likes to dress up. Her favorite color is pink. She likes when I put lipstick on her. She likes her nails painted. She loves watching Disney movies. And everywhere Geo goes, she goes too.

Krystopher is a very mellow and outdoorsy child. He's a boy of Science and adventure. He likes to watch the Discovery Channel. He likes to watch Science fiction movies, action films and documentaries. His favorite color is green.

Guilia's interests have been changing though. She is generally a bossy and very opinionated older sibling. She likes reading and she likes watching mystery, crime and detective movies and series. She's very pushy and even comes off as mean to her younger siblings.

Lately, however, she's taken an interest in boys and I'm not sure if her Dad noticed or not, but when I pick her up from school, there's this boy usually talking to her and she'd enter the car blushing. She's eleven, just one year shy of the age I was when I began noticing my feelings for he father.

Obviously, Geo would never be too pleased about his daughter liking somebody's son, but she's growing up and that's just something that's inevitable, unless we expect her to become a lesbian or a Catholic nun. Geo would like the Catholic nun idea, but it is an unlikely possibility.

Christmas was generally my favorite time of the year. I like the carols, the pastries, the decorating, the family movies, the snow and so much more.

For the last five Christmases, my husband did everything right. He cooked alot, played Christmas music all the time, he even sang some of the songs to me, he helped the kids to decorate the tree and he made love to me alot.

For the past five years we've grown in tremendous ways. I always knew that we'd figure it out eventually.

I've been wanting Geo and I to have a son together. Not that I don't consider Krystopher my son. I love him like my own. He really is my own, but ever since Krystal was pregnant with him, I wanted a baby boy. Things were rough back then. I remember having to watch my husband excitedly await the arrival of a son from someone else, while I did a daily birth control routine all the while yearning for a son of my own. It was one of the things that hurt me the most. Thank God we're past those things now.

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Geo walked into our room with Genovia right behind him. Per usual, he thumb was in her mouth.

Geo kissed my temple as he got on to he bed with me, then he lifted Gen up on tot he bed as well.

"When you gon' stop sucking on that thumb, Gen?" I asked as I tickled her, causing her to giggle before going back to my book.

Geo turned on the television and threw his arm around Gen as she snuggled into him.

"What you tryna watch, Princess?" He asked her.

"SpongeBob!" She exclaimed.

"SpongeBob sus, baby. No SpongeBob." Geo said, making me chuckle to myself.

"What's sus?" Gen asked.

"He like boys." Geo briefly explained.

"I like boys." Genovia stated innocently.

"You better not." Geo warned.

"But I like you, Daddy. You're a boy." She explained.

"You only like me, huh?" Geo's extra ass guilt tripped my poor baby.

"I mean, I love you." Genovia corrected.

"You love me?" He asked, casuj g her to nod. "How much?"

"Infinity!" She exclaimed.

"Daddy loves you more than infinity." He said as he kissed the top of her head. "I love you too." He said to me as he grabbed my free hand, interlocking our fingers, then brought our hands up to his lips, kissing the back of mine.

"I love you, babe." I blushed.

Genovia looked up at the both of us and laughed.

"Mommy's got icky gross cooties from Daddy." She teased, making us laugh.

As soon as the commercials ended and SpongeBob resumed, Genovia stopped paying us any mind, while I went back to reading my book and Geo watched the show with her.

About fifteen minutes into the show, Gen had fallen asleep and Geo changed the channel. Then, Krys and Lia entered our room.

"Tell Lia to stop bullying me!" Krys complained.

"Tell Krys to stop being a wuss!" She retorted. "People at school say my brother's a wuss. Toughen up, Krys."

"People at school opinion don't matter. Tell your brother sorry 'foe I whoop you ass and you don't see Gen sleeping?" Geo intervened. "Is y'all wake her, both y'all getting whooped."

"Mommy, Daddy's babying Gen again." Lia got smart.

"You just jealous that you're nobody's favorite." Krys fired.

"Shut up, Momma's boy." Lia fired back.

"That's it." Geo threatened as he got off the bed, making them run out of the room. "You really want that new Chanel.purse for Christmas, because I could sell your kids and buy it." He turned toward me.

"They're only my kids when they're acting up." I shook my head.

"They get that from you." He stated.  "You used to always act up, so until they grow up like you did, they're going to always act up." He elaborated. "Thank God you changed, because I could not deal with your dramatic ass up to here." He said, making me stale face him. "The make up sex used to be off the chains though, let's fight like we used to and have some." He pinched my thigh,making me smack him with my book. "Yeah, that's a good start." His nasty ass licked his lips.

"You're a trip." I rolled my eyes at him.

"You could always come for the ride." He kissed my neck. "Get it?"

"Geo, stop. Gen is right there."

"She's asleep." He reasoned. "Besides, I could fuck you in the bathroom with the shower running. How 'bout that?"

"Get away from me." I pushed him.

"I'd even give you head 'til you tap out." He continued to bargain.

"Geo, get away!" I whisper yelled. 

"But I'm tryna cum in ya'." He said, making me laugh.

"Stop with the puns already."

"And stop holding out on the pumpum already."

"Later." I chuckled.

"Promise?" He asked.

"Promise." I agreed as he pecked my lips.

"I luhhh you."

"I love you too."

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~Dolly

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