"Morning, sweetie," he said, blinking."Hey," I said.He threw a leg over me and edged closer. I could feel his morning wood pressing into my side.I cam... home from work yesterday to find him at my doorstep, so I hustled him inside. He'd brought me flowers and a bottle of wine. He came straight from work. We got into the bottle and then we got into bed and he got into me.Sex at work has been few and far between recently and I admit I haven't been with a man the way I am with Maxwell in a long. Her face was pretty, she was certain of that, even though her eyebrows were bushy and her nose a little broad. At least the freckles that covered her face were rather less prominent now. And Gabrielle? What about her? Was she pretty? Linda shook her head with alarm. That was not a question she should ask herself, though she knew the answer was very much in the affirmative. The more she saw of the black girl, the more she appreciated her beauty. And she knew it was more, much more, than just her. .. his keys, his wallet, his cell phone, some change frombuying breakfast, a handkerchief, his old pocket comb... and he searchedfor some place to put them all down. And the first place he could thinkto put them - was back in his red purse again. If there was one goodthing he had to say about purses, they could be handy at times.With that done, he looked at all the laundry he had simply dumped on thefloor - in a major mess. He started to sort through it all to figureout what he wanted to do. Revanche jumped as the other cat put its paws on his thigh and purred as it started to pad like a small kitten, Nedra chuckled "my little Isadora finds you an interesting tidbit, sooooo my little treat, you will do this for Nedra who has known your Uncle Hank for an ohhhhhhh sooooo long time." Revanche nodded trying to move his leg finding the smaller cat's padding very unsettling "I will go talk to Trink tomorrow, why is he pouting?" Nedra purred "the ohh sooo silly Trink will I'm sure tell.