Grumbling, she got back to work, filling the rest of the packs with honey. It was still hot, and she didn't bother putting her clothes back on, finish...ing the work in her soaked and sticky underwear.The drone continued to follow her closely, getting in the way and becoming a bit of a nuisance. When Alany bent over to pick up the last empty pack, it butted her rear with its head, making her jump in surprise. She spun on the overgrown insect, annoyed. "What do you want?" She demanded. It just. He has his door open leading a bathroom that looks like it leads to another bedroom. His closet door is also open and his clothes are neatly hanging and he also a black drawer that hes emptying his pocket onto. I yawn and he asks me why Im tire. Verbally bitching out your slut wasnt easy work. Not mine, youre mine. he says while walking towards me. I walk backwards towards his bed. Ill see you tomorrow I say peachley. We will, but right now we nap. Wait what? We cant nap together! I snap at. She felt naked. But, she liked it. She suddenly knew that this was a man she had to get into her bed.“Jim, would it be inappropriate for me to ask you to have a cup of coffee with me?”“I’d love to, but where’s the rest of the gang today?”“Joy is at her mother’s, and Karen had a dental appointment.”“Well, in that case, I’d be delighted to have a cup of coffee with you. Where would you like to go?”“My house.”“OK. I just have this one machine to finish and then I’ll take a shower and meet you at. Those cheery holidays are gone now. After Mom died Dad just didn't see the point in celebrating. I glanced around the room. If Mom were here there would be stockings over the fireplace right now, and she'd probably be filling them with goodies as I dreamed quietly in my bed wondering what Santa had brought me this year. Only now the room was devoid of any holiday cheer. The one reminder of the season was the soft patter of falling snow as it was blown against the living room window.Gift giving.