Suzy Snacktime Novels & Stories

"I bought Ninette a new hair clip." Her hands shook as she pulled out a small object from her pocket. It was a faded strawberry hair clip. Mom's voice broke. "It's her favorite, strawberries. That's right… Her birthday is coming up." She suddenly broke down, clutching the clip so tightly that it was as if she wanted to press it into her palm. "I learned how to make strawberry cake. Ninette, won't you come back and try it? Just one bite…" When the judge read the verdict, Mom stared blankly at a point in the air.

Through her sobs, she said, "Mom, Happy Mardi Gras!" "Happy Mardi Gras to you too!" Mia took out a gift and placed it in Suzy's hand. Smiling, she said, "Our Suzy has always been such a sensible girl. In the blink of an eye, you've grown into a young lady. I wonder which lucky boy will end up with you someday. "Even though I am not here anymore, you still need to remember to eat your meals on time. You never liked eating when you were little. Look how skinny you've gotten.

Shelby to find a way out. Before Suzy left, she told her, "I advise you to hurry up and eat the food. If you starved yourself to death, then nobody is truly going to care about that little b*stard of yours anymore." Hearing her saying that, Ivy's expression changed a little, and then she immediately picked up the food and shoved them down her throat. When Suzy saw her wolfing down the food, she shook her head, and then she turned around and walked toward the door.

"Don’t be sad! Here, you can have my candy! It’s imported chocolate, and it’s really delicious. My mom only gave me a few because she’s worried about my teeth, but I haven’t even eaten them yet," Little Suzy said softly, slipping the chocolate into the boy’s hand. The boy sniffed and finally looked up. Even though she was still young, Little Suzy could already tell the difference between someone who was handsome and someone who wasn’t. And this boy?

He opened the car and carry me in his arms. "Hmm...I'm liking this already. Let's just snuggled and watch some movies." "Sure, we can do that if you want." He carried me and put me down, once we reached the sofa. "Ice cream, chocolate, or popcorn?" He asked me while walking to the kitchen. "James baby, you're speaking my language now. Ice cream, please. I'm taking a quick shower first, you can pick the movie." Half an hour later we cuddled up in front of the TV freshly showered, ice cream in hand, and watching some zombie apocalypse. I was holding my breath every five seconds. "This is a very frustrating movie, James."

' Suzanne asked as she groaned. Ryan checked his watch, it was getting to 3:00 pm already. He frowned. Where is he?! Ethan tried calling him. 'No luck. It's switched off!' he moaned. 'I could do with a snack, I'm getting hungry!' 'Me too,' Suzanne said and stood up to leave. 'I'll just head to the burger shack and grab some for everyone,' she grinned.

Bellamy said with a smile. Elvis replied happily, "Long live the Chief." "I have a hunch that I'll earn a lot of money today," Eli said happily. They soon started the game. Suzi poured a cup of water for each of them, then prepared various snacks for them such as fruits, peanuts, pistachios, and candies. All of a sudden, Eli felt as though they were celebrating a festivity. "Thank you, Auntie." Suzi too felt that Eli was a bubbly person and her presence had lightened all of their moods. "You should drop by more often."

"Spencer! You're so naughty. Still, I can't wait to feel your big cock inside me." "Fuck. I think I'm going to explode!" Spencer breathed. Suzy considered briefly. "Tell you what, I suppose I can spare ten minutes at lunchtime to sort that out for you," she said as she gave his cock a furtive squeeze. "Meet me behind the Art room at 12:30 and I'll give you a quick handjob." "OK!" Spencer replied. "See you later!" Suzy giggled as she left him holding his bag in front of his bulging crotch.

When he refused, she stuffed it into the trunk. When she realized I'd seen her, she awkwardly rubbed her neck. "Do you really want some? It's a hassle to reheat. You have to pressure cook it. There's not much left, and your dad likes it too. But if you really want some, I can give you a little." My eyes had blurred with tears back then. What else could I even say? So I shook my head and played along. "No thanks. The doctor told me to lose weight."

Damon spotted her before she saw him. Suzy sat in the farthest corner of the small, close-knot café, hunched over her phone, scrolling without purpose, her nails tapping rhythmically against the screen. Her hair—still the same glossy brown he remembered from college—fell over one shoulder in deliberate waves, the kind that required time, effort, and an audience. He exhaled slowly. This was his chance. He could turn around, step right back out the door, blame some emergency later.