ily, Colonel Sanders!

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After that rough evening, I decided to stay at Colonel's house after that BIG connection between us now unbreakable. I kept repeating those moments in my head over. I smile a bit.

"What's so funny?" Colonel asked across the couch, scooting over to you.

"Nothing!" I shook my head and blushed a bit. He didn't seem to be convinced as he looked down to the parts of you. Damn, he still wanted more. I push him away and walked over to the kitchen. There, I see a bucket of KFC chicken held together on a golden bucket. I took it from the microwave and grabbed a drumstick. Colonel looked shocked and screamed.

"No!"

"What? What is it?" I screeched. He ran over to me and took the chicken. I didn't take a bite yet and he was still mad. Then why the fuck did he give me a bucket of chicken earlier? I looked at him in disbelief as he dropped the drumstick into the bucket and carried it upstairs. Talk about connection issues. I wonder why he was so shocked to see me trying to eat some chicken. He ran back down the stairs and into the kitchen to face me.

"I'll make you a new batch of chicken, how about that?" He asked me.

"Alright, then..." What? There was a bucket of chicken in my hands!!

"You know, I'll just eat something else, getting some McDonalds." I said while leaving out the door. He didn't stop me. I heard footsteps going up the stairs. So he doesn't care about me, that's the way it is. I walked back to the front and opened the door quietly. Did I hear some moans upstairs? There was one way to find out and that's going upstairs. I walk around the living room and up the wood titled steps leading to the balcony. The moans got louder.

"C-Colonel?" I said but the moans were more loud than before. I opened the door to see Colonel doing something. Is he cheating on me? I opened the door completely to find his dick inside of the bucket of chicken I held earlier. I almost threw up.

"It's not what it looks like!" He screeched.