Truly, that hike of theirs just wasn’t gonna happen, rain or no rain, Paul thought, as he waited for his breathing to level out.  He was sure to prop himself off of Charlette, thus sparing her from his weight.  They were, however, still close enough for their sweat to mingle, amongst other liquids.<br/><br/>Paul returned her kiss, looking into her eyes with a contented, I’m-about-to-pass-out smile on his face.  He found her one-word question a bit odd.  But then, he wasn’t exactly thinking straight at this particular moment in time.<br/><br/><i>Oh, for fuck’s sake, Old Man!  You didn’t pull out?!?!</i><br/><br/>A potentially grim realization began to dawn on his satisfied but addled brain, amongst other body parts.<br/><br/><i>So which do you prefer?  Me calling you Daddy Old Man or Old Man Daddy?</i>