Page 31 of Hiding From Laughter

Because I was a fucking amazingcommunicator no matter what anyone else said.

“Alright, good helpers get cute outfits andthen lots of fun.” Micha definitely had a different definition of that, but Ididn’t have to point it out. “Hands up.”

I wasn’t sure what he’d do if I wasstubborn, but considering how much fun he had tickling me, I didn’t want totake the chance.

Hands went up.

I didn’t have to help anything else,though.

He was smart and started moving me aroundon his own, but I still got to be good because I’d put my hands up.“Wonderful.”

Micha was really easy to please.

I was grateful for it most of the time, butI wasn’t sure this was one of them.

“Now, you’re going to whine for me and giveme a little shiver if you get cold.” Micha frowned and gave me his seriousface, so I knew he was serious.

It was ridiculous but I pretended to whineand shiver which got a beaming smile from the nut. “Perfect. You’re so good atthis version of the quiet game.”

Hmm.

It was some kind of scam, but I couldn’tfigure out what yet.

That meant I had to ignore it, but hedidn’t mind. He was too busy getting me naked and making happy sounds tonotice.

He was incredibly rude sometimes.

“I had so much fun picking out your newclothes, baby.” He gave me cheek kisses as he finished taking off my shirt. “Ithink the animals are cute.”

Sneaky sneaky.

He knew I liked animals.

He’d taken me to the zoo on our third date.

My huff made his smile even bigger. “Ithought you’d like them too.”

Micha was so excited he picked up the animal-coveredlong shirt thing and held it up in front of him. The one-piece shirt with thesnaps at the bottom was too small for him but we both knew it’d fit me. “Oh,maybe we’ll go back to the zoo soon. I think you’ve been good enough for kettlecornandcotton candy.”

Both?

Just for being good in general or becauseof the quiet toy?

He was also excited about the clothes.

Maybe it was the diaper?

What would I have to do to get thechocolatey things they sold over by the gift shop too? They were poop shapedbut they looked really good.

“I think the shorts are going to look goodwith your onesie but we’ll keep looking for other options.” Micha set the shirtdown on the bed before leaning me back. “There are a lot of options, though. Sowe’ll have to pick them out one at a time.”

Giving a ridiculously dramatic sigh, hepouted as he eased my legs down and started taking off my pants. “Buying toomuch at once isn’t reasonable. It might take me a while to pick out what I likeyou best in, so we’re not going to buy too much.”

Or we’d end up with too many weird clotheshe didn’t want to dress me in.

But him saying it over and over didn’t meanhe was going to manage to control his new shopping passion.

It made sense, though, but I just suckedbecause I didn’t have to talk. We were playing a weird new version of the quietgame and I got to win because I didn’t have to use any words.

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