Your girlfriend, Marliene, is your polar opposite. She was tall, you were short, etcetera. But you loved her either way, she was a lovely woman, and she would absolutely rock someone’s shit if they tested her too much.

Currently you were wrapped in her arms, she was wearing a bikini resembling top, and a miniskirt that was cut a bit too short. Her hair was bleached blonde and her brunette roots were beginning to show.

She kissed your cheek, leaving a pink mark. “You’re so sweet and cuddly, my baby.” She cooed at you, kissing your face again, leaving more lipstick marks.