Feeling her nipples stiffen, she realized she was getting a bit moist just thinking like this. Seven-thirty? Glancing at her watch, again, she confirm...d it. Damn all this musing about the dinner with Eric and she was suddenly running late. Fortunately she found her car keys without needing to scour the apartment and then headed out her door. She rode an empty elevator down to the garage level and walked quickly to her car, hoping the humid air didn’t frizz out her hair too much. The drive to. “I love their pancakes. I could probably eat twenty…,” she said, stressing the ‘twenty’ and winking again. Okay, I thought to myself, she’s saying she gets off work in twenty minutes… “And I love their bacon and sausage. There’s something special about their meat…” “I know what you mean,” I replied with a wink. “You said you like their omelets? Have you tired the Western?” “Oh, it’s the best,” I replied. She smiled at me and I smiled back. There wasn’t a Best Western anywhere in the city, but. More

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