"I know," Jason said. "We talked about it. But we'd really like to get going in Auburn, too." "I know," I answered. I heard the shower stop, then a little thumping around, and Tina appeared in the hallway, pajama-clad, a towel around her head. "Your turn, Jace," I said. "Susan, I got a hair dryer in the little bathroom, so you don't have to deal with wet hair," Tina said. The two of them disappeared as Jason headed to the shower. I heard the hair dryer going amid giggles and unintelligible conversation as I checked my email. Presently, Jason re-appeared, also in pajamas. My turn. By the time I'd finished showering, the water had taken a decided cool turn, but I'd shaved in much worse conditions. I got back into the living room. "Where are our ladies?" I asked Jason. My question as somewhat answered by a clank from the kitchen. "They're making hot chocolate," he said. "I feel positively decadent. Pajamas. A bath. Shaved. And waited on by a blonde cutie!" Susan's giggle. "I heard that. Very good, future husband!" "It's not the good stuff, babe! We have instant. So we're boiling water," Tina said. I looked at "You do know that turnabout is expected, don't you?" He laughed. "I expect that if I rub her feet, she will consider us even for the evening." "Good man!" I laughed. I turned to take a steamy mug from Tina. We sat together on the loveseat, sipping chocolate. Susan slid to the opposite end of the sofa from Jason and deposited her feet into this lap. He kept his promise of foot rubs, eliciting the occasional giggle in among Susan's purrs. The collected the cups and it was bedtime. Tina gave Jason pillows and a blanket from the hall closet and Susan gave him a sweet kiss and a hug. Tina and I retired to our bedroom and closed the door. In the bed, she said, "Well? Good day?" "Yes." "I love that restaurant."
"I know," Jason said. "We talked about it. But we'd really like to get going in Auburn, too." "I know," I answered. I heard the shower stop, then a little thumping around, and Tina appeared in the hallway, pajama-clad, a towel around her head. "Your turn, Jace," I said. "Susan, I got a hair dryer in the little bathroom, so you don't have to deal with wet hair," Tina said. The two of them disappeared as Jason headed to the shower. I heard the hair dryer going amid giggles and unintelligible conversation as I checked my email. Presently, Jason re-appeared, also in pajamas. My turn. By the time I'd finished showering, the water had taken a decided cool turn, but I'd shaved in much worse conditions. I got back into the living room. "Where are our ladies?" I asked Jason. My question as somewhat answered by a clank from the kitchen. "They're making hot chocolate," he said. "I feel positively decadent. Pajamas. A bath. Shaved. And waited on by a blonde cutie!" Susan's giggle. "I heard that. Very good, future husband!" "It's not the good stuff, babe! We have instant. So we're boiling water," Tina said. I looked at "You do know that turnabout is expected, don't you?" He laughed. "I expect that if I rub her feet, she will consider us even for the evening." "Good man!" I laughed. I turned to take a steamy mug from Tina. We sat together on the loveseat, sipping chocolate. Susan slid to the opposite end of the sofa from Jason and deposited her feet into this lap. He kept his promise of foot rubs, eliciting the occasional giggle in among Susan's purrs. The collected the cups and it was bedtime. Tina gave Jason pillows and a blanket from the hall closet and Susan gave him a sweet kiss and a hug. Tina and I retired to our bedroom and closed the door. In the bed, she said, "Well? Good day?" "Yes." "I love that restaurant."
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