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chest, and boy was his chest carved nicely. My lips met his and I swear it was like fireworks lit up our side of the swamp. All of a sudden his body collapsed onto me so I released him on the bed. Oh my gosh I had killed him. Wait, no, I didn’t kill him, Aunt B killed him. I checked his pulse and started to relax a little after I realized he had just passed out. I will have to let Aunt B know that she needs to work on her concoction a little more before serving it to the guest. I laid him across my bed since I knew I couldn’t carry him back to the couch and I grabbed a blanket and pillow and headed for the couch. Maybe he wouldn’t freak out in the morning when he woke to find himself in some strange girls’ room.
The sun was shining a little too bright this morning on the bayou for me. Rays of sunshine tore through the curtains waking me bright and early. I decided there was no use in trying to stay lying on the couch so I took a shower and made some breakfast. Aunt B joined me once the coffee pot started spilling amazing aromas in the air. “So, where is the stud this morning?” Aunt B asked playfully. My reply wasn’t as chipper, “Well he is sleeping off your concoction. He passed out last night and I left him in the bed. I hope he is ok.” Aunt B played off my comment like it didn’t bother her and she disappeared down the hallway. I assumed she was going to check on him, but I wasn’t in the mood to follow. About two minutes later Aunt B and Josh emerged from the hallway and sat at the table. Wow he still looked amazing first thing in the morning. The lighter blonde hairs on his head seemed to pick up the sunshine coming in from the window and also seemed to make his eyes sparkle a little more. There was something about a grease monkey first thing in the morning that just gets a girl like me going. We all ate breakfast and then I offered to take him back to his car in the city. He wasn’t as enthused as I thought he would be but he agreed.
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The sun was shining a little too bright this morning on the bayou for me. Rays of sunshine tore through the curtains waking me bright and early. I decided there was no use in trying to stay lying on the couch so I took a shower and made some breakfast. Aunt B joined me once the coffee pot started spilling amazing aromas in the air. “So, where is the stud this morning?” Aunt B asked playfully. My reply wasn’t as chipper, “Well he is sleeping off your concoction. He passed out last night and I left him in the bed. I hope he is ok.” Aunt B played off my comment like it didn’t bother her and she disappeared down the hallway. I assumed she was going to check on him, but I wasn’t in the mood to follow. About two minutes later Aunt B and Josh emerged from the hallway and sat at the table. Wow he still looked amazing first thing in the morning. The lighter blonde hairs on his head seemed to pick up the sunshine coming in from the window and also seemed to make his eyes sparkle a little more. There was something about a grease monkey first thing in the morning that just gets a girl like me going. We all ate breakfast and then I offered to take him back to his car in the city. He wasn’t as enthused as I thought he would be but he agreed.
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Publication Date: 02-28-2011
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