That’s what he used to call her. Sugar. She’d wake up in the middle of the night, taking over his side of the bed, and that’s what she’d hear. ‘Move over, Sugar, would you?’. It used to piss her off. The number of times she suggested buying a super-fucking-king size bed, but hey. There was no need. She should have just stuck to her side. Maybe he wouldn’t have jumped if she did?
That’s what he used to call her. Sugar. She’d wake up in the middle of the night, taking over his side of the bed, and that’s what she’d hear. ‘Move over, Sugar, would you?’. It used to piss her off. The number of times she suggested buying a super-fuc... sugar stories
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That’s what he used to call her. Sugar. She’d wake up in the middle of the night, taking over his side of the bed, and that’s what she’d hear. ‘Move over, Sugar, would you?’. It used to piss her off. The number of times she suggested buying a super-fucking-king size bed, but hey. There was no need. She should have just stuck to her side. Maybe he wouldn’t have jumped if she did?

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