11.08.06

Got a call from D this morning. He forgot his cigarettes at his house, and was coming by. He also said that the coffee shop made him a latte (aka "white coffee") instead of a chai tea--and would I be interested?

Of course.

I rolled out of his bed and started dressing. I heard him come in the door. *clomp clomp clomp*

"You get to see my very hot rain gear," he said as he stepped into his bedroom's doorway. I was just putting on my boot and, well darn, I was wearing an adorable little skirt and no skivvies. Have you ever seen a man stop dead in his tracks? He abruptly turned around and went into his bathroom. I heard the water running, and he came back.

"Have you ever been molested by the Gorton's fisherman?" he asked.

"No. But am I about to?" I asked.

"Oh yes."

*grin*

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