I crossed my arms and rested them on the table. “Whenever you’re ready.”
“Great!” he said. “Now, however, I’ve got to get home, change clothes, and get to the office.”
He must have seen the disappointment written on my face.
He came over and gave me a gentle kiss. “Yeah, I know we have to talk. Sorry I have to rush off right now. I’m only working until lunch time. I’ll call you after that, okay?”
He dressed. I gave him a new toothbrush so he could brush his teeth. He used my electric razor to shave.
About to leave, he gave me a hug and a disappointingly chaste kiss, and said, “Thanks, lover, for everything.” He pinched my butt and left.
It occurred to me that because of the heavy dews we get in August in Florida, the seats of the Thunderbird were probably wet. It was good he was goin
