He turns around....and moves from the counter....I was to distracted to realize what happened last night...to know he was only wearing boxers.... He m...ves to the other side of the table...his muscles screaming every sexy word at me....'I can't believe I was touching that'....he sees her gaping at him....he turns around ...“like what you see??" He asked.... he made eggs and toast...kind of a simple breakfast I would've made....once we were done...I was tired of the silence...“daniel can I ask. It was a daily ritual that had happened many times before. I always carried a bottle of water with me and it was more or less guaranteed that I would go to the toilet as soon as I got home. But today was totally different, when I got home I discovered I was locked out. Somewhere on my jog I managed to lose my key. Not a major problem you might say, well usually no. Today however I was close to bursting for the toilet. We live out in the countryside so there are no neighbours, so I decided to go. Charlie: Hey…Sarah: I hope I didn’t wake you. I was hoping we could talk a little. I really miss you.Every word was met with anticipation, but every word cut like a knife too.Charlie: I miss you too.Sarah: I don’t know what happened. We just keep drifting away from each other. It’s like we’re the same magnet and no matter how hard we try we just keep pushing away for no good reason.I didn’t want to argue.Charlie: I feel the same way. I don’t know what to say, I just don’t want to keep doing. She was sitting on the edge of my bed wearing just a tight cut-off T-shirt and panties. She knew that outfit showed off her body. She had cut the shirt off just at the point where it teasingly exposed the bottom curve of her breasts. If she would stretch her arms above her head, the shirt would slowly rise up, to expose her breasts completely. I like to watch her when she’d do that because the shirt would slowly ease up until it caught on her nipples. The shirt would pull her nipples until it.