Breakfast In Bed

"Roll over and close your eyes," my brat ordered from the door way.

I did as he asked and I even put my hands behind my head.

The next thing I felt was him pulling the bedding back and then he straddled me.

"Open your eyes," he whispered.

I opened my eyes to see him holding a jar of jam and a thing of cream cheese.

"So do you want to be the bagel or toast?" he asked as the tip of his tongue touch his pink lips.

"Toast, you can be the bagel," I told him when I saw the strawberries.