‘Ma cherie?’ Antoine said with a remote control in his hand.
‘Yeah, sugah?’ Bunnie yawned.
‘I was wondereeng why you have not asked me yet where I slept last night.’
Bunnie flinched. She hadn’t slept at home either; Blaze had taken care of her last night.
‘Oh, ehm… where did you sleep, sugah?’ Bunnie asked nervously.
‘I slept in a fine hotel, very good sheets.’ He grinned.
‘Why? And what’s that remote in ya hand?’
‘It ees a surprise. You will see.’
‘Whatever, why did you sleep in a hotel?’
‘Hush, hush. Questions are for later. What about some French smoochies?’
‘Ah’m sorry sugah, but ah’m so tired…’ Bunnie yawned excessively.
‘I knew you would say dat.’ Antoine said and he climbed upon Bunnie’s body.
‘Sugah, no!’ Bunnie moaned. ‘I’m really tired!’
‘Really? Are you so tired you cannot even move?’
‘What the heck are you- whoah?’ Bunnie yelled sporadically. ‘Ah can’t move mah legs! And mah arm!’
‘That is correct mah cherie. It was le surprise in le remote control… Rotor made it for me after I told him where to use it for…’
‘What the hell are you doin’, Ant?!’ Bunnie growled. ‘Stop it!’
‘I have missed your body so much…’ Antoine whispered in her ear, pushing the textile of her leotard between her legs aside. ‘You filthy, cheating whore!’