Stella here.
I fixed his wagon.
He come in th' other day from workin' out in his shed - an' I was waitin' for him at th' kitchen table with a cup o' coffee an' a apron on over my jeans... an' nothin' else!
That'll teach him not t' complain about not ever gettin' t' th' topless coffee shop!
(He's still laughin'. Said 'twas a good thing HE come through th' door an' not somebody I wasn't expectin'!)
Love,
Stella
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