So soon? It seems you just got here?No, really. I told Sheila I wouldn't be late.Oh, I wouldn't want to keep her waiting. You better hurry home to sta...d on your toes again.Tease all you want. I'm not standing on my toes for you.There's no need to. Tell me, does she ever grab your backside like this-Mum! Stop it. Of course she does. What kind of a woman do you think she is?It's been nice seeing you.You too. Two things before you leave, though.Yes?Number one: take off that apron you're. I am shaking a little as I knock on the door. One of Missy’s gal pals answers, and I follow her to the living room. Wonderboy is sitting on one of the two couches, drooping a bit, as he chats with another guy. When he sees me, he perks right up, and I beam at him. ‘Hi, Kurt,’ I utter breathlessly as I amble to sit on his lap. ‘Hi, Annabelle,’ he murmurs back, his eyes gazing at me like I’m the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. Sitting backwards on him so I am facing his chest, I seductively. On our way to nowhere important with all the time in the world.You have blue jeans on. You know I love you in jeans, a t-shirt, and a smile. I am wearing blue jean shorts and a t-shirt. Just the picture of comfort and casual. Like we have always been and will always be together in peace and tranquility like this. Timeless.My feet tap along to the music, as your fingers drum the steering wheel. My arm is out the window enjoying the breeze. Our other hands are clasped, light and loose so the sun. The day flew by, and Sam came home very late that night ... again. Sarah was beginning to think that he wouldn't come at all. As he entered the flat she could tell that he was dead on his feet."Bed!" she ordered as she helped him out of his coat.Sam grinned tiredly at her. "I love it when you get all strict with me," he drawled."Have you eaten?" she asked worriedly."Don't you worry little miss. I am well fed and watered and will not be calling on your wonderful talents in the kitchen."She led.