Yes Sirs Novels & Stories

"Is that your favorite?" I pursed my lips and nodded. "Yes, Sir." "Tirso, Irene. We aren't at the company." I swallowed hard. Did he not want me to call him Sir?

Two Months Later ****************************** Sirichai Thanawat involuntarily smiled as he read the email from his latest client detailing a request. If it was any other time or situation, the young man would have decided to flat out reject the request or ask someone else to take care of it. However, with his situation right now, Siri saw the perfect opportunity and so he replied back accepting the request. He dumped back on his chair and enjoyed the happiness that was bubbling in his chest right now.

Logan replied. The pastor then turned to my mom and asked, "Jessica Smith, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, honour him, comfort him, and keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" My mom smiled at Logan, and he returned the smile before she answered, "Yes, I do.”

Make me say, "Yes" His every word in his every sentence is emphasized. "What?! Are you some kind of a chick? You're not pretty for me to chase!" Dylan knew it! This SC President would not agree that easily. Ulysses leans on the backrest of his chair and says, [Then, it's a no.] "Do you want me to expose you to my sister? That you have a crush on her?" Instead of getting anxious, Ulysses just gave him a smirk. [Then, tell her. Thanks for relaying the message.]

“Look, I know you think you have this all figured out, but you still need help. Allow me to help you.” “Ahem, can I get your attention for a few minutes, please?” the voice came from the woman standing in front of everyone. “I know we all want to celebrate, and have fun, there will be time for that. But right now, I just need you to give me some time.” The hall went quiet as everyone offered their attention to her. “Thank you.” she said with a smile. “I believe everyone present here knows what we're celebrating. So, I'll just do a little introduction of myself. My name is Artie Yvonne. I'm a doctor and a software developer.”

“She sure did, burkie.” “Will sir get mad at you?” His yellow eyes widened as he stared at me. And that’s when it struck. All along, he has been trying to say ‘thesis’. Poor him thought. “You have no idea!”

Clairol chuckle that makes Draven laugh also. “By the way, I'm Clairol.” They were both still laughing while shaking their hands. After that the music change again. The dj announcements coming over the loud speaker as making the crowd getting more out of control once again. “Should I send you home now?” Draven said. But because of the loud music, Clairol can't even heard him properly. “What?” She shouted. “I'll send you home.” They were both shouting to each other.

“We’re aiming for civilized. Right now you’re at stadium parking lot.” One of them—tattoo sleeve, expensively messy hair—leaned back and smirked. “We’re paying guests.” “And I’m the concierge,” Frank said pleasantly. “I can pay you the kindness of not involving security. All I need is your inside voice and your outside legs.” The tattooed one’s smile thinned. “Is that a threat?”

Chief Vincent said. [June 29, 1212; Great Fall Era – Present | Sewers Gate - Eben, Meccichuzan (09:20)] There were soldiers on the gate standing by, the cannons were loaded, gates are prepared to be opened, bunch of archers are on the higher vantage point. Captain Rian, the Leader of Assassins Division is also there for commands. “Remember to stay focused not just on the enemies, but also in your surroundings! Do not shoot carelessly, take your time and shoot. Do you understand my command?” Captain Rian shouted.

I want to say yes ,I am a YouTube girl but instead, I say,”What can I get you sir? “Yes, I'm sorry. Can I get a plain black coffee?” He says after thinking a bit. “Sure, anything else?” “No , that will be all, thank you." “Pleasure is all mine” I say, since seriously, pleasure is definitely all mine. I mean who could say , ‘hey, I served Harry Williams coffee’ right?,