<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/80/e0/d2/80e0d22437aaa135d05e2693e9ad5af0.jpg)<br/></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Berlin Sans FB;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> Taffy Silk<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾  </span></span></div></div><br/>"Mmm, I always shine, you should know that. Just another hour or two..."<br/><br/>I open an eye at the clink of a drink.<br/><br/>"Coffee? All this time, and you are still trying to make me drink that stuff? Next you'll be telling me that you're the boss, and paying for it, and I should know my place. Which admittedly appears to be quite good generally, although a bit less warm and alluring than it was a short while ago."<br/><br/>I sit up, hoping I look suitably alluring too.<br/><br/>"Ooh, croissants. Damn, my fatal weakness betrays me again. Okay, miss, whatever you insist, just don't take away my croissant!"<br/><br/>I roll out of bed, and skip across to slip my arms round Miss J while looking out at the mountains.<br/><br/>"Mmm, are you sure we have to get up? I could think of more fun things we could do.."