Puckerman

P: Well, I woke up to Little S laying with me. She had a nightmare and shit and so yeah. Then we ate cookies for breakfast before we went to the track. and we stayed there all day.

S: Cookies? Defiantly no nudes. She needs a nuitritiost diet babe. Have you seen Weezy or Free Whilly shaking the halls as they stomp down the hall ways? I gotta coat myself in butter to slip down and not become their 10th meal of the day. She needs vegetables and fruits to stay healthy and keep her active.

S: Just 'cos you're clamping your lips tougher and your fingers are greasing up, doesn't mean I'm gonna give in....yet. I need the deets on your day and some begging.

Santana: If you mean blank panties and no bra, then super sleuth mode. JLo gonna have to call the dump trunk and those elephentatise ass cheeks outta there 'cos I'm funn Charlie's Angel mode.

Santana: I am on some real spy shit right now. Even tuned into Mr. and Mrs. Smith to get my detective sexy on when texting you on the down low. Snix even waked form her nightly nap to coo coo coo your name in all this fun.

S: The best? My expectations are high, and I may be doing my happy dance. Although, no spending too much, okay? We can ball on a budget with me throwing a couple stacks to make it rain on our prom.

S: I'm getting ready to go right now.

S: I'd stand up for them, but it's far too true. Although, you can go up against any guy and win baby.

P: Don't worry, I've got this. ~;P

S: Are you asking me to prom? 'Cos if so it's best you back up and delete, delete, delete the invite now. This is prom, and I expect my lunch to be at the peak of my throat from the sweetness you lay out in asking me.

S: Maybe I should sneak out...

S: Your welcome. ;) You're the best I ever had too.

P: Fuck no.

P: I'ma make asking you a big deal. You aint even gotta say you want more, I won't skimp you out of me making it the best prom proposal ever.

P: I could meet you on the edge of the woods by your place. They wont hear the bike from that far away.

S: Of course not. As much as I love B that endless chatter has me hitting the snooze button on repeat. You going though?

S: Sent. Now mine.

S: Best? Trying to tell me I am top notch on the hill of slores you were once pounding your way through?

P: I haven't decided. I still gotta get a tux. Would you be able to go with me if I did?

P: Yeah, babe. Yours. All yours. {sends pic.}

S: I'll tell them we are planning prom since Britt Britt wants to build a time machine and round up T-Rex's great grandad for our theme.

S: You should lower those, or just remove them...

S: Noted baby. I didn't get my first kiss till I was thirteen, and puckered up like a damn fish.

P: That could def work. As long as I dont have to actually help with that shit.

P: Ah, ah, ah. Nope, Picture for picture. Now come on with it.

S: Tomorrow? After cheer practice I can make up some half wit excuse and spend the day with you.

S: Turning it up a notch, so appreciate. {Sends Picture}

S: Tell me something else baby.

P: Maybe tell them that practice ran longer, and I'll just pick you up from it.

P: Oh I really fucking appreciate it. {sends picture}

S: Fine. We could make a day out of it. Go outside of town so I can actually hold your hand and claim you as my own.

S: Really? Maybe I'll wear it when I am around you then. No, I need a picture in inspiration of sending another. I want to see that cute face baby.

S: I agree. He doesn't deserve you guys, not at all.

P: I love the sound of that.

P: [Picture Text] Alright, now your turn again. :P

S: I can get you things and it not be a big deal, you know that right?

S: Ugh. {Sends picture of her wild smiling.} It's fresh to death. I'm practically doing a mating call in that picture. Oh, and no dumping now.

S: Ya, I know. I can always help spoil her. I love seeing her smile and light up. You're doing a great job.

S: I agree. I'm sorry I asked, I wasn't trying to bring up shit.

P: Yeah, but since I can get it, I want to.

P: Unf. I swear. I love it. More. :P Send me more. You're fucking cute. I can't get enough. :P

P: I think she'd love that. She adores you.

S: Button up. I can get you one.

S: Baby, you won't ever want to see me again. I mean, I can pull it all off, but this is some It hair. It's not sexy, and I'm not losing you 'cos you saw the terror.

S: She will. I mean, she's got to have some sort of understanding of her surroundings but the reason it isn't shitty is 'cos you're amazing.

S: Do you want too?

P: Uh.. Nawh, I got some cash. You just show me what kind and I'll get it.

P: I can absolutely guarantee I will want to see you again. Please, I'm beggin you. Send me a pic babe. Do it.

P: I guess so. But she's ten. I'm not putting weight on that all. She's a brat sometimes, but I'd rather her be spoiled than not have nothing, you know? Besides, she knows her manners and shit. and that's what's important.

S: We will start with a button up and slacks. No cursing and I'll even put a muzzle on so you can be extra sweet to me in front of them and I'm not tempted to vomit every where.

S: No.

S: You know it means the world to her right? She's always going to love you and remember what you have done for her.

S: Where is your father?

P: I... think I own a polo?

P: Yessss. Please let me see. Youre so gorgeous, I love thinking of you as a lion. Please? I'll pay you back with some picturessss.

P: I know she likes to shop, so yeah I know she loves to go. And maybe she does or maybe she doesnt remember later on, doesn't matter. I just want her to have it easy.

S: That was so sweet I threw up in my mouth a little babe. While I never turn away cash money of ice, we're a lot more then that. My parentals should want more then you being able to make it ran, but you treating me right, and you do. So maybe I could talk to them...you come over?

S: I literally have the frizziest hair of all time. It looks like I went on a good two day streak with my finger in an electric socket and my hair is still buzzing from it if I don't put some heat on this mane. Now, tell me.

P: I would love to come over. I just wish I could prove myself...

P: I'd love to see your lion's mane, babe.