It's the weekend! Take Sabrina shopping

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You reach over and groggily hit the snooze button on your phone. You glance at the screen briefly: 10am it reads. You suddenly feel more awake. Its the weekend finally and as your dream fades, your escapades with Sabrina the previous night flood back into your memory.

You hop out of your bed, throw on a pair of jeans and a polo and head over to the kitchen to make some breakfast. On the way you shoot a text to Sabrina.

You: Good morning slut, I was thinking of doing some shopping today, would you accompany me?

Sabrina: I don't want to accompany you but do I have any choice?

You: That's fine, you can do what you want today.

Sabrina: Oh! Okay, thank you!!

You: I was joking, you really think you get to say no?

Sabrina: Why would you joke about that. I've already been turned into your little sex toy, haven't you already had enough fun torturing me?

You: You need to shut up. Meet me at the Grand Mall in 30 minutes. No more questions. See you there.

Sabrina: I can't believe you're doing this to me John. I thought you were a friend.