“No problems baby. Just snuggle up and get some shut eye.” She did just that moving into my arms and resting her head on my chest with one leg thrown over mine. Her head came up for one last lingering kiss, then as she settled down again I reached across and turned off the lamps with the button on the bedside console.
“Two eggs, poached lightly, bacon, toast, coffee and juice.” Came the sleepily mumbled answer to my earlier question. “G’night baby”
I held her, just listening to her breathing; feeling her breath against my chest; the rise and fall of her chest as she slipped into sleep. I thought about the events of the day; the lovemaking and the feelings that I had already developed for this wondrous woman; the prowler and the smashed windows at
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My internal alarm clock woke me at 5.30 as per usual. Everything came back in a big rush, the curtain of hair spread across my chest merely confirming that yesterday was not merely a fantastic dream. Slowly and carefully I slipped out of bed without waking her, pulled on
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gay male stories. Ten minutes later I was sipping on a hot cup of Irish Cream flavoured coffee, and talking to Manny and Simon. The night had indeed been uneventful with no more visits from our boy. After a quick discussion on how we would proceed they decided to bunk down at my place. Simon would go back into town and get clothes for both of them while Manny would come with Carol
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I woke her at 6.30 with a tray of food and a kiss. She was instantly awake although the rumpled sleepy look and morning voice stayed with her for a while. Her arms went around me and pulled me
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