She was standing in the kitchen preparing to fry eggs for breakfast, wearing only the ‘T’ shirt that she normally slept in.
As I walked in almost awake, she turned and said softly, ‘You’ve got to make love to me this very moment.
My eyes lit up and I thought, ‘I am either still dreaming or this is going to be my lucky day.’
Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and then gave it my all; right there on the kitchen table.
