C’est Si Bon!

We get our kit off listening to Eartha Kitt. “Proceed with caution! ” she advises. But we don’t – listen to that bit. “Oh, John please don’t do it! oh...oh...oh! ” We: “Oh...oh oh! ” We laugh delightedly delighting in each other. Our nakedness a gift we offer the other. “I suggest you watch me closely as I mmmm...mmmm...mmmm! ” “We: “mmmm...mmmm....mmmm! ” in close harmony. “Birds – do it. Bees – do it.” We do - it fall in love all over again. Only après midi do we catch our breath our laughter lost amongst a room full of flowers. “ Après moi you can kiss him ‘til he melts like the sugar in your tea.” “Only après moi means you kiss him after me after me after me.” We giggle gleefully. Eartha after following us this far with her running commentary clicks off with her catlike laugh. We smile. Sip a cup of Earl Grey tea with a slice of lemon. C’est si bon. C’est si...bon!