We were best friends now and she accompanied me everywhere I went. She had her beautiful smile on her face most of the time that we were together. But...I could catch her deep in thought with the serious expression of deep contemplation written on her face. Initially I thought that was the memory of her abduction but as time progressed I realized that it was something more. I questioned her about it one day and was surprised at her response."Mike, you know that I love you more every day. You have. .. I was thinking of making a Spanish paella, for my supper tonight; and well... I was wondering if perhaps you'd like to join me? Come back to my place? Maybe share a glass of wine?" I could hardly have made my intentions clearer, if I'd hired an aerial sign-writer to put a smoke trail reading: "Fuck me tonight!" across the sky. His cute dimples momentarily trembled, then he gave a lovely smile which told me I'd hit the bull's eye. "Thank you. I'd like that very much, err...?" Celia." I'd like. Skipping over the unread emails she opened the new entry:?You sound too good to be true, but if you’re for real and I were standing behind you, I’d have to laugh and ask, ‘Are you being a naughty girl?’?You’d be sitting on a barstool working your laptop on the kitchen counter, hair still damp from the shower, naked except for your lace bra and navy blue knee socks your butt hangs over the edge of the stool and one bead still peaks from your ass. Your Catholic School Girl uniform is laid out on. You a smart muthafucka. Figure it out and tell me da plan boo!”Monday rolled around. Shayne packed a lunch for Alphonso who worked as a day laborer. He stocked the lunch cooler with a turkey and chicken deli meat sandwich. He had also put some lettuce, tomato, and mild cheddar cheese on it. He packed a dill pickle, Doritos, and sliced bell peppers. The slender, svelte, girly bottom added a frozen Hi-C juice box to keep it all cool. Shayne went back to the bedroom of his apartment. He started.