Sunday Morning
Steve wanted to go running… what? But, it’s Sunday.
“You’re in my world now Sunshine, let’s go eat,” I said lying back in the bed.
“I see,” said Steve. “Exercise sets you up for the day.”
“So, does a big breakfast at Josie’s,” I said. “We can take Butch and Buddy.
We ate breakfast at an outdoor table, we shared The Age. I always wanted to be one of those people, who lounge over their weekend breakfast on some outside table breaking up parts if the newspaper which they share
I leant Steve one of my jumpers, as he said he’d be cold. I like it when he wears my cloths, something about the combination of smells, I think. It becomes a hybrid of the both of us, it would be how our children smelled, or something, like that. Ha, ha. Maybe?
I kept looking up and watching Steve reading his newspaper, it kept occurring to me how lucky I am. It's nice. This is nice, I thought.
The look of your boyfriend has to be appreciated. Sexy. Cute. Able to be licked, at any moment.
"What?" he said, as he looked up.
"Oh, nothing." I sipped my coffee and looked back down at my newspaper.
“No, what?”
“Oh.” I couldn’t help smiling, he’d caught me, mid… “I’m just enjoying the moment.”
He smiled. “Really with who?”
I rubbed his shin with my foot and drank my coffee.
“You’re in my world now Sunshine, let’s go eat,” I said lying back in the bed.
“I see,” said Steve. “Exercise sets you up for the day.”
“So, does a big breakfast at Josie’s,” I said. “We can take Butch and Buddy.
We ate breakfast at an outdoor table, we shared The Age. I always wanted to be one of those people, who lounge over their weekend breakfast on some outside table breaking up parts if the newspaper which they share
I leant Steve one of my jumpers, as he said he’d be cold. I like it when he wears my cloths, something about the combination of smells, I think. It becomes a hybrid of the both of us, it would be how our children smelled, or something, like that. Ha, ha. Maybe?
I kept looking up and watching Steve reading his newspaper, it kept occurring to me how lucky I am. It's nice. This is nice, I thought.
The look of your boyfriend has to be appreciated. Sexy. Cute. Able to be licked, at any moment.
"What?" he said, as he looked up.
"Oh, nothing." I sipped my coffee and looked back down at my newspaper.
“No, what?”
“Oh.” I couldn’t help smiling, he’d caught me, mid… “I’m just enjoying the moment.”
He smiled. “Really with who?”
I rubbed his shin with my foot and drank my coffee.
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