Prince narrates:

A flurry of activity lately around here.  Halloween at Penelope's parents' home. Work. More work. 

 Yet Penelope decided to set Tyka up with a trainer and bodybuilder named Lyle. I was hesitant but Penny assured me he's a gentleman. Things went well though and Tyka and Lyle are still seeing each other. They are even coming to Penelope's 70's prom theme birthday party tonight.

Penelope's childhood dolls had been brought over from her parents' place and I had made sure a cabinet been set up for the dolls. It's a surprise for her. All I can focus on about the cabinet is the four doll stands that mistakenly didn't get ordered .Get over it, man. It's just doll stands , I tell myself as I slip into the dark red suit I'd had made to match the dress Penelope borrowed from her aunt Sophie.

She steps out of the bathroom, looking like perfection. "Sugar...you look incredible! " Penelope gasps. We start kissing each other.

"I want to take to your first gift" I tell her.

"You have to take me to it? Are you being extravagant again?" she laughs.

"No...maaayyybe not"

When seeing the cabinet, Penelope's eyes are all aglow. "Wow...ooh...my Sonny and Cher dolls are right up front! This is perfect! Thank you, Sweetheart!"

My wife starts kissing me again. But I wonder if she's noticed the incompleteness of the display. Stop. You know you're gonna get laid for this alone. Yeah, I am.

Before our guests arrive we pin our flowers on each other and my assistant takes photos of us. Being the birthday lady, Penny's corsage is the most elegant I could find.

I wonder if she would've dated me back in the day. Like to think so.

Penelope narrates:

The room is decorated in two of my favorite colors, lavender and teal. A disco ball hangs from the ceiling Never thought I'd see the day when crepe paper was part of the décor at a Paisley Park party. My cousin Heather is DJing tonight. Prince has hired her before, at this point being his DJ is one way she's earning money while in college.

Sabrina and Brad are here. She's wearing the dress she wore as prom queen at her school and is looking better than I do. Upstanding me as usual and getting away with it. Prince doesn't let us host things that my family is invited to without her being asked to come.

The music is blasting and some people divide and form sort of a "Soul Train line" to showcase their best moves.

"What's going on?" asks Sabrina.

"It's like a Soul Train line." I explain

"A what?"

Now I realize she's not the target audience for the show but you'd think since her brother-in-law's music is played on there, she'd watch once in awhile. Dumbass.

"Penny and I will show you." Prince says as he takes my hand. We dance around and as everyone cheers.

Brad and Sabrina opt out of following our lead. Can't blame her. Brad's dancing doesn't hold a candle to Prince's.

Heather puts on "I Wanna Be Your Lover" which pisses Prince off because he didn't tell her to do that. once Prince realizes I'm happily humming along to the song, he chills out.

Grace announces Prince as Prom King and me Prom Queen. Despite the silliness of this, I know Prince just wants me to feel special tonight. We sit down to eat and the food is incredible! Although I try not do, I end up clearing my damn plate! I KNOW I'll regret that tomorrow. Dessert was outright decadent and I'm going to see about seconds later. Going to regret that too but I have no impulse control when it comes to food tonight.

My gift from Prince is a gorgeous lavender cashmere coat! Now that the weather is cold, it's perfect. We get back to dancing, but leave our crowns off as we dance too enthusiastically to keep them on. My crown is a beautiful high quality vintage tiara that I hope to find a chance to wear again.

Dancing under the disco ball, gazing into my man's eyes as the 70s music plays has me feeling that role of beloved prom queen. Prince went all out with this theme and I actually love it. Turning 26 years old has left my mind completely

When the house is all ours again, Prince teases, "Some babies are conceived on prom night, Honey."

I giggle. Even though we planned to enjoy each other as newlyweds for a little while, there is an understanding that an unexpected baby would hardly be a tragedy.

He begins to kiss me repeatedly. "The afterparty is in the guest room tonight. " on the way to the guest room, Prince pauses "Am I someone you'd have dated when you were younger?" he ponders.

"I'd have probably freaked out about a cute boy asking me out, been all 'I have to ask my parents ' and never gotten back to you. I was really timid" I reply

We laugh until Prince opens the door and blasts seductive music from the record player. Oh...my...goodness! Our classy guest room looks like teenage Prince decorated it for the evening! Lava Lamp on the night stand, silly black light posters and a beaded curtain. Never did it in a room like this! I'm actually kind of into the atmosphere, it feels a little bohemian or something. I'm not used to this type of atmosphere, but I like the dim lighting. Forever flattering. I fully undress.

Prince burns our preferred incense and slowly removes his jacket as he winks at me. Next Prince's necktie hits the floor. Then my tease of a husband undoes just three buttons on his shirt then chuckles as he drops his pants. Watching his dance from the bed is overwhelming Earth's Most Stunning Man is giving me a private show! Now he's discarded his drawers all that's left is his shoes and that damn shirt! 

 Grabbing him by his shirt collar, Simultaneously one hand gets to work on undoing any of Prince's buttons I can get to. Got them all! Seeing what I adore! Prince gently shoves me on the bed then casts off his shirt.

I whistle upon his beautifully chiseled body being revealed to me. Prince shoves me on the bed, turns his back to me and shakes his ass while smirking at me.

Now I'm under him on the bed and we kiss one another as if we'll never see one another again. At this point I'm ready to get it on. November chill is outside, but that does stop our bodies from heating up in here, so to speak. I hang on to Prince for dear life for this ride.  Can't keep my hands off this man as it is!   

Breathless, we get into the shower. Prince coyly places random kisses on me as we clean. Each one of those kisses gets matched by me.

Bedtime, actual bedtime, not fucking. We're spooning and I fall asleep to my husband softly singing, "Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday, dear Penelope...