The Touch Ch. 03

When I arrived at the mobile home, she had laid the small dining table, lit candles and had a couple of bottles of wine ready and waiting. She made cheese and bacon omelettes. Afterwards we went back to bed, it seemed as though we had only just got up from the night before. I didn't need 'The Touch' to encourage or relax Debbie this time; we shagged all night, got up for breakfast and then went back to bed and shagged again.

I left her at about 11 o'clock and went into the garden centre, Jack had been in earlier and I could see the puddles where he had been watering. I pottered around tidying up and doing some minor repairs until it got dark then went into the office and sat reading, smoking and drinking coffee, I was totally knackered and must have dropped off to sleep in the chair as it was eight o'clock when I woke with a start. I drove home. Mum had gone to work and Emma was in the sitting room watching television, some crappy games show, and I just went straight to my room without speaking and woke the following morning when my alarm went off at 7 am on top of my bed still fully dressed. My t-shirt smelled faintly of Debbie's perfume, she would be back at her university digs by now.....but I was 100% sure that she would return to the garden centre during the Christmas break, and that was definitely something to look forward to.