“If youndon,t like that sling your hook!” We were both fairlyntired so I bought us another cold drink and we actually watched some of the Scandina...ian travel documentary which was now n screen. “You,ll be pleased to,know that my Mum has invited you to supper tomorrow night.” “Wow! What,s on the menu?” “Roast Beef, potatoes, peas, Yorkshire puddings with gravy on and trifle for dessert.” “Sounds delicious, but what,s a trifle.” “Trust me it,s real yummy.” “ as long as we watch Mum and my nana,s. He scooped up the hot dog and ate it in three bites. He swallowed a bit of beer to wash it down.Beer was different than wine. Wine was meant to be savored. G2 always let the wine sit on his tongue, no matter how cheap or bad the wine was. It was drinking the wine that comforted him, not the result of being drunk. Wine was sometimes sweet and sometimes sour and some were so dry you needed a drink of water to wash them down. But beer was bitter by comparison. Beer was made to wash food down with.. '' He kissed me back just as hard. ''Let's make another memory,'' he smiled, rolling me over and lying in between my legs. ''Oh yeah?'' I smiled and bit my lip innocently. Billy lent down and kissed me, slow but passionately, as he held my arms beside my head with our fingers entwined. He stared down at me with his haunting blue eyes that could penetrate into the soul. He let go of my hands as we remained lip-locked, I ran them down his back dragging my nails before reaching his jeans. I. The table was covered in rose pedals and candles lit every corner of the room. The soft smell of something delectable flowed over my taste buds. I turned to look up at him as the flames from the soft candles danced in my gray eyes. He took both my hands in his and sat me down at the table. Wiping the hair from my forehead and kissing me softly while moving away to turn the most romantic music. I closed my eyes and took in my surroundings, then opening them as I peaceful sigh escaped my parted.