She said, “She likes you well enough. She told me the other day that she’s just afraid that if she feeds you that you’ll move in like some sort ...of stray cat.”“In that case, I’ll stay for supper,” Sean said provoking a laugh from Suzie.As they walked up to the backdoor, Mrs. Emery stepped out and said, “If it isn’t the Witless Wonder.”“Hello, Mrs. Emery. It is a beautiful day isn’t it?” Sean said.“Yes, it is, Sean. What brings you over here?” Mrs. Emery asked. One glance at Suzie and she knew. The flight was at 6:10 Saturday morning and got in about dinner time. That meant I’d have to be at the airport before five at the latest. And I had a date Friday night! I seriously considered calling Tom and telling him I was going to have to bag it, but—damn—a date!I’d just have to bite the bullet and get a vanpool ride to the airport. Leaving the apartment at four a.m. Then a rather evil plan came to mind and the object of that plan walked through my door at that very moment.“Sugar?” Cinnamon. The way she made it out, she had a great life going for her. Good job, good friends, making good money... it wasn't too shabby for a single 32-year-old woman.That night, we watched a movie. When it was over, it wasn't even midnight. But I decided to go to bed, anyway. When I got there, I couldn't do anything but think. My life was so great just a few short months ago. What happened? I had a great girlfriend, and not a care in the world. Now, I'm in love with my cousin, who I'm only falling in. I squatted down looking on the ground to see if the motion had caused it to fall down but there was no sign of it. I stood back up, so confused."OK, you got me. I'm going to go finish my dinner while it is still warm. Thanks for the mini heart attack," Thomas said as he made his way out of the bathroom and back downstairs.I looked around the bathroom again doubting my own sanity. Had I really completely imagined the sex toy? Was I so horny that my brain was adding sex toys to my surroundings? I.