She was standing in the kitchen preparing to soft boil 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.
Afterwords she said, 'Thanks,' and returned to the stove, her 'T' shirt
still around her neck. A little puzzled, I asked, 'What was that all about?'
She explained, 'The egg timer's broken.'