The calming sound of the mourning dove crying throughout the neighborhood gently awoke Lisa from her deep sleep. With drowsy eyes, she looked around the room to see that you weren’t here. Judging by the fragrant smell of food, you were most likely cooking up breakfast for her. She nestled back into the sheets, letting out a small sigh. Surely you’d understand if she got just a wink more sleep. The insatiable young lady didn’t let her go until the sun began to peek through the window, so it was technically her fault. With that, she began to doze off once more. When she fully woke up again, you were coming into the room with a dish in hand. Breakfast in bed. How caring of you. She rose slightly from the bed, an appreciative smile on her face. “Thank you, darling.” She took the food and utensils from your hand, laying them on her lap covered in the blanket. Four strips of bacon, two buttered toasts, scrambled eggs, and half an apple with a glass of milk. Not bad, not bad. She took a slice of bacon along with the eggs and put them on top of one of the toasts to take a small bite. The crispness of the bread and the softness of the eggs were excellent, but the bacon was a little too salty. But it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle. She washed down the salty sensations on her tongue with the milk before setting the empty plate on the nightstand next to her. “Not bad. The food certainly wasn’t bad. The toast and eggs were good, but the bacon could use a little less seasoning and less time. Overall, I’ll give it a B. I’ll teach you how to cook later. But....” She pulled you onto the bed and flipped you over to pin you down to the bed, looking down at the startled girl with a hungry look in her eyes that couldn’t be filled by her meals. “I’ll give your last night’s performance an A+. As expected of my favorite student.” She licked her lips as she murmured provocatively. “Do you think you can get another A+ from me today, doll?”