Marcus was lying in bed, randomly flipping a page of the book "The Simpsons"

Then, suddenly the door flung right open

His mum came in and yelled, theres a phone call for you marcus!

"Oh, must be from Shanshan!" Marcus thinks dreamily as he walks down the stairs. Upon reaching the table, Marcus picked up the phone with lightning speed.

"Hello!" he almost yelled into the phone, excitement in his voice

"Hi, darling..." Shanisse swhispered into the phone. 

Marcus then hesistated, coyily twirling the phone cord, saying,"uhh...." 

Shanisse gasps in horror, saying, "oh no! you haven't forgotten me have you?!"

"Um no. I just... uh..." Marcus stuttered, his palms covered in sweat.

 Marcus could almost imagine Shanisse with her hands on her hips, an indignant expression on her face. 

Remembering what she's like when she's in a bad mood, Marcus decides to tell her he was calling her bluff.

"Well, you ** CENSOR **, tell me you love me <3">

"I... also love you ... " both Shanisse and Marcus exchanged a series of brief phrases and lone words: "I love you... Always .. For you ... Yes... Yes..."

Marcus takes the initiative and asks, "hey you free tonight?"

"*Coughs* you know, I'm not free tonight, but it's okay if you come to my house." Shanisse whispered, adding a kiss behind her sweet sentence.

"Okay..." But the phone was already dead, the dial tone seemingingly like a beckoning to Marcus.

Marcus glances at the clock, "5pm!" he exclaims in horror.He hurriedly dressed in a tuxedo and made sure he was presentable.

As Marcus entered Shanisse's apartment, a darkened room loomed before him, with a table fit for a candlelight dinner in the centre of it. 

He grins to himself pervetically, then hollers for Shanisse.

When he opens the door to her bedroom, what greeted him was FAR more than what he expected.

Inside, there was a nightgown and pyjamas, but no Shanisse.

Marcus's heart was palpitating wildly.

Out of the blue, the bathroom door swung open, and Shanisse emerged, clad in a blouse.

Marcus and Shanisse eyes locked each other.

Marcus met her gaze, and something lurched within him, and flushed without knowing why, feeling a sudden connection with her, a sense that she understood him better than anyone other than his grandma.

"Shanisse, you are gor-" Shanisse placed her hand at Marcus's mouth, smiling slyly.

Marcus calmly pushed her hand away and pulled her to the candlelight-ed dinner table.

"You prepared all this?" he asked Shanisse.

Giving a silent nod, Shanisse gave Marcus a look that made Marcus's face go beetroot red.

Soon after, Shanisse and Marcus enjoyed an immense dinner, and, of course, what any pair of lovebirds would do, embraced and kissed together in between sips of tea and cake.

Then, Marcus produced a beautifully-wrapped present and handed it to Shanisse.

Deep in thought, Marcus smiled to himself what Shanisse will think after opening his present.

Shanisse opened it, and let out a gasp of delight; inside was a diamond-studded ring, with a pigeon-egg-sized pearl sitting on top of it. 

She squeals in delight and flings her arms around marcus, wrapping him tight in an embrace.

With his eyes closed shut, he begins to treasure every second of her warm embrace.

Shanisse suddenly stood up, and pulled at Marcus.

now it's marcus' turn to wrap his arms around her, and he starts leaning closer

Planting a kiss on Marcus's cheek, Shanisse flirtatiously turned and purred in his ear, "I'll have to go to the toilet."

Marcus in the meantime hummed and whistled in Shanisse's bedroom, examining her drawers.

Suddenly he heard a thump from the toilet.

Worried, marcus dashes to the toilet and opens the door

On second thought, he shut the unlocked toilet door, and thought, "I must not let Shanisse know I'm a perverted guy."

But heck, who cares? Marcus thought to himself as he unlocked the door.

just as he was reaching out to open the door, he heard a moan from the toilet.

As the moan elevated into louder moans and screams, Marcus's perverted side took over.

he took a deep breath and pushed open the door

Before taking a look, his breath came in short and bated ones, as he noticed a bulge forming over his trousers.

suddenly he hears the sound of running water and concluded that shanisse must be washing her hands

Blood pounding in his ears, Marcus found his hormones in his blood once more.

all of a sudden shanisse opens the door and finds marcus standing outside gasping. concerned, she asks, what happened?

Stammering deeply, Marcus gives a reply that was obvious it was a lie, "I wanted to go to the toilet."

ok, shanisse says, "but why are you stammering?"

Peeping over his closed eyes over to Shanisse's wet hands, he answered, "You were in the toilet, doing a certain something..."

Shanisse anguishly uttered, "What? How could you accuse me of doing that?" With that, she broke down into tears.

Stomping over to her bedroom, Shanisse ripped off her top and bottom, leaving her with only a long shirt that served as a nightgown.

Unable to believe it, Marcus rubbed his eyes forcefully as fantasies played in his mind.

Shanisse's sleek and almost-perfect body seemed to taunt Marcus with it's every curve.

Unable to resist the temptation, Marcus rushed towards her bedroom and blurted out, "You are too sexy for me!"

Marcus then charged at Shanisse with the force of a bullet train.

Without warning, Marcus's pink tongue slid down the sleek tender skin of Shanisse's neck.

Marcus's hands groped the side of Shanisse's -ahem- nightgown and found its way to her ******s

Shanisse enjoyed every moment of pleasure, fully aware what consequences it might lead to and that her mother would return anytime.

As the couple slowly slid onto the bed, what awaited them was totally unexpected...

Somehow, Candlejack stole all of the pillows from her bed and was sleeping in i-"Nevermind, the floor is cooler," Marcus said while laying on the floor in the nude, a smile playing on his lips.

Yeah. Pretty much it. ~.~ copied and pasted. TAG OF WHAT YOU THINK :DDDD