But this was something different. It was art, reserved, elegant, well-stated. Once again, he was impressed, but he didn't want to stare. It was with s...me effort that he turned his head away to a cupboard and asked, "So how about letting Dinty Moore be the cook tonight?" Fine with me," she said. "I'm hungry." It'll take a few minutes, the microwave isn't real powerful," he said, pulling a couple cans out and reaching for the can opener. That wasn't enough to get her tattoo out of his mind. "Just. She walked in smiling. Her face was flushed from the cool, early morning air. ‘Morning dear. Ready for a day at the high school I see. Saw a couple of the dears still in their p.j.s getting the morning paper,’ she said pulling off her coat. ‘Morning Mrs. Smythe. How did Arthur’s dinner turn out?’ Jessie asked. She sipped on her mint flavored tea. Laura was addicted to coffee as she was to tea. ‘It was wonderful. His friends even helped me with the dishes. One of them even tried to coax the. " Julie said, turning around to face him. She was already undressed and was only wearing her panties and bra. "How did it go, anyway?" Elliot seems to think it went well." That's good," she said. "I've missed you so very much." I know, I'm sorry," he said. "But we had to hide – they were looking for us." I know," she said, walking over to him to kiss him. "They're still looking for that Air Force Sargeant that helped you guys escape." Let's not talk about her right now," he replied. Michael and. I debated waking her up to share my pain. Decided against that. She gets cranky when I wake her up before she's ready. Beating off is always a possibility. The minutes dragged on. I know they dragged because I was staring at the clock, waiting and watching for the numbers to change. It took forever.The dark was like a cloud, no, a shroud, about us. We both liked our bedroom as dark as possible to sleep. The honeycomb shades did the trick. In fact, it was practically dark enough to load film.