Simon awoke shortly after 1 PM, feeling much less fuzzy-headed but still not ready to face the day.  He dragged himself into the bathroom and took a hot shower, the steaming hot water soothing as they battered his stiff muscles into softness.  Simon toweled himself dry before padding back into the apartment proper to fire up the computer before heading into the kitchen to round up some breakfast.  Half-eaten bowl of cereal in hand, Simon opened up a window to the site and checked to see what she had to say.<br/><br/>He ate another spoonful as he read lovelygirl's post before typing his response,<br/><br/>"Valter reached up and pressed her raised hand against his cheek savoring her warmth.  He smiled at Emma, "Indeed, but finding a new one is always a welcome joy."  He gently stroked it as he looked out the window.  The familiar sights of the other buildings in the well-to-do neighborhood twinkled in the darkness, they were almost there.  Valter turned to devote his attentions on Emma.<br/><br/>"Soon enough, Emma.  We're almost there."  He gently caressed her hand and wondered how receptive she would be his further advances.  Valter though was less inclined to give the driver a free show, so it would have to wait.  And as good as his word, the taxi came to a halt outside of the building where he lived.  The door next to the sidewalk popped open letting Emma out first.  Valter paid the driver and gave him a healthy tip before sliding out.<br/><br/>Watching the taxi pull away into the night, Valter turned and put his arm around Emma's waist, his hand pressed against her belly.  He nodded to Soloman the doorman who opened the front door with an tip of his cap and an avuncular "Good evening, Mister Krasniki."  Valter escorted her through the lobby which was a fusion of an old club with plush leather seats and Persian rugs with the new century with the brushed steel light fixtures and asymmetric tables to the elevators and pressed the button calling it.  The elevator arrived shortly and they walked in, Valter pressing the button for his floor.<br/><br/>As the doors closed, Valter looked to Emma, "What would you like to drink when we get to my place?""<br/><br/>Simon finished off his bowl and went to wash it out.  He returned to read her PM and was pleased by her response.  Of course, though he didn't have an account with YIM, but a few keystrokes later, he setup his own account and fired it up.  Simon also plugged in his webcam to check if it was worked and did some basic diagnostics.  Once on YIM, Simon sent an IM to lovelygirl,<br/><br/>"KirinisYIM [01:24:54 PM]: Good afternoon, 'Emma'.  How are you today?"