"I said I have a fuckin Christmas present for you," Matt said. "Don't you want it," he asked while fiddling with his belt buckle. "No, not this time,"...I said trying to head into the kitchen again to get him some coffee. "Sure, you do. Don't fuckin ruin Christmas for me," Matt said as he reached out and pulled me towards him again while standing there with his belt unbuckled and his zipper down. "Santa's go a present for you," Matt said as he pushed me onto the couch. He let his jeans drop and. ’ ‘And I like making love to you, too,’ she answered, but felt the hollowness of her words. Peter was out the door 45 minutes later to spend the day golfing with his buddies. Normally, Emma would have looked forward to her morning run, then a day spent tidying the house, puttering in her gardens or just reading on the hammock under the trees. Today, though, she felt very restless, unable to concentrate on anything or to sit still. She went out for a long run, and came back sweaty, but still. I just said one of the patients got violent and bit me and I hoped none would be the wiser. I got away with a tetanus shot and a bandaged hand. I took the rest of the day off with pay after writing the accident report. Those beds really are notoriously dangerous and people have had their fingers cut clean off by them, so no one questioned my explanation of events. I was home for two weeks, still with pay, while the routine Hepatitis C and HIV-tests were being done.One morning a few days later,. The drink goes down smoothly; an invitation for the second is accepted. For some reason, my eyes follow her every move.Dinner is a total success and, as with prior dinners, Zoey has outdone herself. The meal of Oriental Roast Duck brings out the pig in me. It’s the one thing I had mentally planned on not repeating, so much for my willpower, or should I say, my lack of it. If Zoey ever quits being my rental agent, I will gladly assist her in opening a restaurant. After the meal, we clean up and.