You made me think ... about my life, where I was going with it. You don't need to know the details – if you're really bothered I'll tell you one day...– but I decided I didn't want to carry on as I had been. So, I am now self employed and no longer rushing around the country. I'm trying to put together a life that makes sense to me..."When I paused, I half expected her to say something, but she didn't. She just reached across the table and laid her hand on mine. It was soft and warm ... and. It had been a while since I had any sexual fun and my erotic appetite needed some whetting. I decided that it wouldn't be any harm to have some fun so I toyed with him a bit throughout his meal; i would pass by and let my hand rest on his shoulder and asked him if he was alright, enjoying his food, basically just chatting him up. He was loving it, he blushed from ear to ear throughout. My routine as a waitress is always to make the rounds with customers to ask them if they are enjoying. We would be a lot more alert if we were to do that." "Oh no you don't. I know that look. You don't have napping on your mind at all except what you're thinking of would definitely make me sleepy.I grinned, "Well it would relax us." Wait," Bobby admonished, "let's see what the day brings. Fooling around like that makes me too lethargic. Considering our tenuous situation, we might want to be more alert. Look what happened the last time we were almost having a good time."We told the duty guy what. I meant to thaw out some more bacon last night; I had unexpected visitors for breakfast who ate up the whole pack!”The grin told me she didn’t mind one little bit; was just a tad mad at herself for forgetting and not being prepared.“Mel and I, we’ll be happy to clear up the tiramisu for breakfast? Make some space in the refrigerator?”She chuckled, “No, honey, I won’t let you sacrifice your waistlines. You’ll get what we’re all having. Besides, I need you stone cold sober for church. EVERYONE is.