She was standing in the kitchen, preparing to boil eggs for
breakfast, wearing only the tee-shirt that she normally slept in.
As I walked in almost awake, she turned and said softly, "You've
got to make love to me this very moment."
My eyes lit up and I thought, "I am either still dreaming or this
is going to be my lucky day." Not wanting to lose the moment, I
embraced her and then gave it my all . . . right there on the
kitchen table.
Afterwards she said, "Thanks," and returned to the stove, her
tee-shirt still around her neck.
A little puzzled, I asked, "What was that all about?"
She explained, "The egg timer's broken."
breakfast, wearing only the tee-shirt that she normally slept in.
As I walked in almost awake, she turned and said softly, "You've
got to make love to me this very moment."
My eyes lit up and I thought, "I am either still dreaming or this
is going to be my lucky day." Not wanting to lose the moment, I
embraced her and then gave it my all . . . right there on the
kitchen table.
Afterwards she said, "Thanks," and returned to the stove, her
tee-shirt still around her neck.
A little puzzled, I asked, "What was that all about?"
She explained, "The egg timer's broken."
