My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix held me in his arms, and his gaze fell on our reflection in the mirror as he watched me brush my teeth. Then, he chuckled and said, "The reason why you want to dress up is that you want to go back to school."

I giggled and said, "A little, but I feel like I want to look good for you." I brushed my teeth and struggled to get off him, but he set me down on the toilet bowl.

I looked up at him and frowned slightly. "What's wrong? I haven't washed my face yet."

His gaze fell on my feet. "It's too cold to be standing in your bare feet. I'll go and get you a pair of slippers. Don't get off yet." He said as he strode off.

He came back with a pair of slippers and asked me to put them on. He kissed me and said, "I'll go down to the kitchen and make breakfast. Come downstairs when you're ready."

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it was from that year's latest style lineup. I was not certain when Hendrix had gotten this, but it didn't look too bad. It had

very long time, and so it had grown out, down to my waist. Seated in front of the dressing table, I took a good look at my hair, and

was still full and luscious. My face looked more radiant, and my smile looked more

if you notice yourself becoming more and more attractive after being together with someone, this meant that the two of you were a

was true that I had been with Hendrix for so many years now. I had experienced all kinds of situations and endured all kinds of hardships.

than before. I couldn't help reminiscing on all those sweet

he saw me coming downstairs, he waved at me and said, "Come and have a

for a long time now, yet at the

him. I sat at the table, looked at him, and