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
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
Afterwards she said, 'Thanks,' and returned to the
stove, her 'T' shirt still around her neck.
A little puzzled, I asked, 'What was that all
She explained, 'The egg timer's broken.'