Mikey carried the blow-up doll he had turned his girlfriend into over to his bed and set it down. He couldn't help but laughed at the way Connie looked laying there with her legs apart and her arms held up at her sides. He bent down and placed a kiss on her open lips, before standing back up.
He pointed at her with a smile. "Just kidding. Be Connie again."
In a few seconds, his girlfriend was back to normal. She raised herself up on her arms and glared at him. "Okay," she scolded him playfully. "Just what was that all about?"
"Sorry," he told her with a shrug. "Just a private fantasy."
"I see," she grinned. "Well, we just might have to let you explore that fantasy someday."
"Really?" he said with a surprised expression. "You mean that?"
"Why not?" she told him. "But not right now. There's something else I want to do first."
