chapter fourty one;

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December 20, 1974

Christmas was in just a few days. I needed to think of presents for the boys. Roger has been complaining about needing new pink glittery converse because his other ones got ruined in the mud. I really don't know they point of those things at all.

"Love, do you want to meet up with the boys for lunch? They just called to ask." Roger asked.

"Actually, I just wanted to spend today with you Rog. I've missed your company these past few weeks because of your album pitching ideas and trying to come up with beats for new music." I said as I made us some tea.

"Alright love, I can never say no to you." He said as he smiled at me.

I poured us some tea and we enjoyed the peaceful morning. We curled up on the couch together and watched some television. God I loved days like these.

"Woah, look at that car that man has. It's very good looking," Roger said as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Are you saying a car looks better than your own girlfriend?" I scoffed and fake pouted.

"No my dear, I said that car was good looking. I didn't say that car was beautiful did I?" He asked.

"Oh I suppose not, you're too sexy for that car anyways." I smirked as I tugged at his shirt. "Oh so you wanna play it like that don't you?" He smirked.

He got up and took his shirt off. Next came down the pants, then his boxers. Until he was completely naked. I gave a cheeky grin.

"Are you trying to show me what I've been missing out in for a while?" I asked as I walked up to him.

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not," he said as he grabbed me and took off my shirt. He then unhooked my bra and down came my shorts until I was left in my underwear.

"May I?" He asked with a wide eye-to-eye grin.

I gave him a big smirk, "Go for it," I said as he pulled off my underwear smoothly.

Roger put his lips violently on mine, as if we haven't kissed in months. His hands roam my body and then rest on my waist. I ran my fingers thru his hair as he picked me up and gently put me down on the bed.

"Rog-" I said before he shut me up by connecting his lips with mine.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked him as I pulled away from the kiss.

"The real question is, are you sure?" He asked as he laid me against the headboard.

"Yes please Rog-" I could say before he connected his lips with mine once again.

Here we go.

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