Sunday, 2 August 2009

On the weekend of the new football season.

'Feel my forehead and chest', Steve said


.....You are just trying to get out of Anna's

fiftieth, Nigela said.

.....Reaching over she was shocked to feel

how hot they were.

.....'I supposed I could go with Rosemary.'

.....Steve, moving the hot-water bottle away before she saw it, nodded weakly.

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