When he was gone, Kay hissed, “Who do you want to give the eulogy at your funeral?”
Shelly couldn’t help laughing. “I’m not a connoisseur,” Jim confessed. When he was gone, Kay hissed, “Who do you want to give the eulogy at your funeral?”
Shelly couldn’t help laughing. “It’s not like I’m on parole or anything. Don’t even think about coming back.” He waved away the approaching bouncer. “I bow before thee bewitched.” He planted butterfly kisses on the undersides of her breasts and then moved lower. “Too much light pollution here, but I’ll find a place where we can look at the stars.”
They drove out into the country until they came to an overlook area on the side of the road. He swept me off my feet. Interesting. “How much farther did you plan to walk?”
“Don’t know. I drove by on my way to the store.”
“Unless you don’t shop where you claim you save so much money anymore, my place isn’t on your way to the store.”
“All right,” Shelly confessed.
