“What do you want?” he asked, interested in finding out what she was hungry for.“I was going to fix some eggs,” she told him. “They’re sta...ting to get old and I wanted to use them up.”“Eggs, it is!” Frank replied, thankful that she asked for something that he knew how to cook. He broke the first yoke when he cracked it too deeply. He broke the second one, too, trying to move it around in the pan so that the white on top would get done without cooking the bottom too hard. “Scrambled?” he asked,. "I love you." She almost never said it to me first. It made my eyes fill with tears and I kissed her gently, slowly. I hugged her tight and rolled her over next to me.I kept touching her shoulder, her breasts, her face, her stomach. She sighed deeply and let me explore her. She had gained a little weight in the hospital, but she'd always been stick thin. Now I couldn't see her ribs as much. She had a bit more hair on her mons than I'd seen before, but it was probably hard to arrange private. ”“I saw,” I sighed.“She would have destroyed you, Greg. I mean like, remember when she pinned you in wrestling tryouts like you were nothing? Like you were a ragdoll! And you were twice as big as her, and now she’s twice as big as you ... maybe bigger.” Courtney was laying on the bed with her eyes closed as I left the room, but I could still hear her talking about Becky Finklestein as I walked down the hall. “So big,” she gushed.I knew that the only way out was to apologize to Becky and throw. Either way, seems she buys it.As we carry on chatting, the conversation becomes more flirtatious and it becomes apparent that she actually fancies me. She said she’d relocate anywhere in the world for the right man, her soulmate.“Well the UK’s very nice!” I grin and give her a cheek wink, causing her to giggle.“Oh Ian! You are terrible!” she laughs touching my forearm gently.Time flies by and before we know it, its past 2am and we are getting on like a house on fire.“Come back to my room for a.