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jsilverman645
Guest
She was standing in the kitchen, preparing our usual
soft-boiled eggs and toast for
breakfast, wearing only the 'T' shirt that she
normally slept in. As I walked in, almost awake, she
turned to me 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 T-shirt
still
around her neck.
Happy, but a little puzzled, I asked,
"What was that all about?"
She
explained, "The egg timer's broken."
soft-boiled eggs and toast for
breakfast, wearing only the 'T' shirt that she
normally slept in. As I walked in, almost awake, she
turned to me 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 T-shirt
still
around her neck.
Happy, but a little puzzled, I asked,
"What was that all about?"
She
explained, "The egg timer's broken."