|Joined: ||Sun Oct 14th, 2007|
|She was standing in the kitchen, preparing to boil eggs for breakfast, wearing only the t-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 t-shirt still around her neck.A little puzzled, I asked, 'What was that all about?'She explained, 'The egg timer's broken.'