*The Door opens as Anon Enters through into his house after a day of work*
Anon: I'm Home!
Roxxy: In here, Honey.
*Anon Enters the kitchen, heading straight to Roxxy, who was busy preparing for Dinner, as Anon reaches in, and wraps his arms around Roxxy from behind, as he reaches in for a kiss on her cheek*
Anon: How are you doing, Babe?
Roxxy: *Giggles* I'm doing Great. And how is my Big Handsome Stud doing?
Anon: Work went by fast, so I can't complain on that....Hey I noticed that the Lawn was still long. Weren't we going to ask Ryan to mow it?
Roxxy: He can Mow it later. He's actually has someone over for studying.
Anon: Oh. Bruce or Mitchel?
Roxxy: Actually...it's a girl! *Roxxy says with Giddy*
Anon:...He brought a Girl over for studying?
Roxxy: I just thought it was best we leave him be, but a part of me wants to check up on him...what do you think, Anon?
Anon: ...Ryan....brought over a girl....*Anon says being stunned for a minute*
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*Anon Can't help but Fantasize considering how proud he is that his son had finally learned how to woo girls*
Anon: My Son, You have brought Great honor to our Family. The Sun may Set in the West, but you have made sure our Dynasty shall never enter it's twilight. I am proud of you, my Son.
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Roxxy: ANON! EARTH TO ANON! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!
Anon: What?
Roxxy: Were you Fantasizing about being a Samurai again?
Anon: Um....Maybe?
Roxxy: God, you're such a dork, you know that?
Anon: Yeah, but you still said Yes, so I'm YOUR dork.
*She can't help but smile as she leans into Anon*
Roxxy: Yes you are, and never stop being my Dork.
*She says reaching in to give Anon a Kiss.*
*As much as Anon and Roxxy love the Steamy passionate moments, the small moments of them just enjoying each other's company is just as important for what makes their marriage work.*
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*MEANWHILE AT TONY'S PIZZA*
*Matilda was a bit nervous. She didn't have any reason to be at Tony's Pizza. She had only ever eaten here maybe a couple of times growing up, but she wanted any excuse she could to meet up with Michael again. After all, he was her savior
that night of the mugging. She gathered up all the courage she could and entered the store.
Maria: Welcome to Tony and Son's Pizzari....Matilda! How are you Sweetie?
Matilda: Hello Mrs. Salieri, I'm doing well, thank you.
Maria: Fantastico! Oh, and you can simply Call me Maria!
Matilda: Okay Maria. Um...I don't know if this is appropriate, but I wanted to ask if I could see Michael again?
Maria: Con piacere! You are much too shy Bella, of course you can see Michael. I imagine he will be happy to see you again too! Here, follow me to the back, Michael is just slaving away at the kitchen.
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*Michael is working away at the pot. Due to another recent hike in grocery prices, Tony had came to the conclusion that it would be better to start buying tomatoes in whole, and Blend them into a sauce themselves, as they saved $0.80/lbs doing that. But blending tomatoes was much harder work that expected for Michael. He found it was easiest if he cooked the whole tomatoes in the oven first, and when were hot an soft enough, throw in a tiny bit of flour and use an Immersion Blender to do the initial blending before using a regular mix blender to smooth it out. It took a lot of concentration and effort. However he did hear the his Mother call out for him when she entered the kitchen*
Maria: Micahel! Tesorina! That nice girl from the other day is here to see you!
Matilda: Um...Hi Michael. *She says coyly*
*Michael is a little bit star struck as he see Matilda, the girl he saved again, but this time coming to see him. He had to admit he had a crush on her, as he decided to wave and say hi back*
Michael: Hey.
*Michael waves, but forgot he was holding the Immersion blender and accidentally pulled the trigger while it was out of the pot, sending all sorts of Tomato and flour residue all over the place, covering not just himself but his Mother and Matilda as well*
Matilda:
EEP!
Maria:
AH! Michael!
Michael: ...Whoops. Sorry.
Maria: I swear Figlio, you don't use your head sometimes. You have a Pretty head, use it.
Matilda: Ah! This is the Second shirt in two days that's been ruined!
Maria: Oh Nonsense sweetie. I've gone through enough dresses alone in this business that we have a washer and dryer in the storage closet. We can get all of us cleaned up in no time.
*Maria heads to the Storage area, as Michael looks to Matilda*
Michael: I am so sorry about that.
Matilda: It's fine. Just wasn't expecting that though, I guess if you work in a pizza shop it should be expected.
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*Maria heads to the back and commands for everyone to strip down and to hand her their clothes, which was an embarrassing event for both Michael and Matilda.*
Maria: Turn around and cover your eyes, Michael, You give us girls some privacy
Michael: So you two can see me in my Boxers but I have to cover my eyes and turn around? How is that fair?
Maria: Life isn't fair. Now get to it.
*Matilda strips off her shirt and Jeans, leaving her in her Bra and Panties. She felt self conscious about her being in her underwear around a guy she liked, that was until she noticed Maria was only wearing Panties as she put everyone's clothes in the Laundry machine.*
Matilda: Um...Maria, you're not wearing...um...
Maria: Don't worry dearie, I wasn't wearing a bra earlier anyway.
Matilda:....Um...Is it because of the size? Because my Mom sometimes struggles to find bras that fit me too.
Maria: Bella, don't even get me started. At a certain size, they just don't make anything that can handle them. I imagine on your heavy days you just forgo them altogether?
Matilda: Yeah, it gets too uncomfortable otherwise. I mean this is already a bit small on me.
Maria: Yeah, and you're still young too. It only gets worse with age, and after having a Bambino, fuggedaboutit.
Michael: Mom, I'm still here you know.
Maria: Yeah, and you will keep covering your eyes and looking that way while your mother and a lovely young lady here are compromised, capisce?
Michael: I'm just saying. It's weird to talk about this around your son.
Maria: It's underwear. I changed your Diaper. You need to get over yourself. Now be quiet and let me find something for Matilda....I do have a few dresses here from before I had Michael...Ah, here's one from when I was in my 20's before we even moved here. I kept this around thinking I'd might lose enough weight to fit into it again, but at this point, that's a pipe dream long gone. Now, Sweetie, it might be a bit big on you, but I can make some adjustments so that way you aren't in your underwear until the clothes are dry.
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*Michael keeps his body turned and his eyes covered as he waits while his mother and Matilda get dressed behind them. It's embarrassing for him that he's in his boxers while they do this, potentially having been looked up and down without him even knowing, but he is also familiar enough with Maria's wooden spoon growing up that he knows not to test his mother. Finally Maria speaks up to break the silence.*
Maria: Oh mio Dio, look at you, you're gorgeous in it.
Matilda: You think so? I mean, the front is bit more exposing that I'm used to, but it's a very traditional dress otherwise.
Maria: I'd say you were made for that dress, but you're just wearing what was made for me back then. Michael, come look at her, she looks like a young me!
*Michael turns around to See Matilda wearing one of his mother's dresses, as it perfectly suits her. He can't help but stare at Matilda's cleavage, especially with her cross right above it like an arrow directing his sight to look down at it...which doesn't help his own mother's deep cleavage is right next to hers. It really highlights how if Matilda slips into this dress so easily it means she has a body type similar to his own mother's when she was young woman....*
Michael:....I am very confused about how I should be feeling about this.
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