Monday morning I was lying
Monday morning I was lying in bed (alone, as luck would have it) and I just happened to be daydreaming about the beautiful [anonymous] girl. Suddenly I heard a voice downstairs and then footsteps up the hallway, and there was a knock at my door, and who appeared like magic but the lady herself. With a bowl of homemade chocolate chip cookies, no less.
I was blown away that she would appear out of nowhere just as I was thinking about her (let's just say that if she'd shown up five minutes later, she probably would not have wanted to shake my hand). It was certainly an amazing beginning to a Monday.
We made out on my bed while her car was parked out front with the four-way flashers on.
Then she had to leave, and after she was gone I hugged myself and rolled around on my bed and had a mad love affair with my pillow.