Peyton's Pleasure (121 page)

“
W
h
y
don
’
t
y
ou
g
e
t
a
s
how
e
r
while
I
c
ook
b
r
e
a
k
fa
st,”
h
e
s
a
id wh
e
n he
r
e
tu
r
n
e
d to the
b
e
d
r
oom.

“
S
ounds
like
a
g
ood
i
d
e
a
to
m
e
.
I
n
e
e
d
to
g
e
t
m
y stu
f
f
tog
e
th
e
r sin
c
e
I
h
a
v
e
to l
ea
ve
so
o
n.”
S
he
didn
’
t look
a
t him while
she
s
a
id it.

R
y
k
e
r
wond
e
re
d
if
s
h
e
w
a
s
b
e
g
inni
n
g to
s
e
e
th
a
t
th
er
e
w
a
s
mo
r
e b
e
tw
ee
n
th
e
m
now
th
a
n
just
the
s
e
x
.
S
he
ac
t
e
d
l
e
ss
ea
s
y
ar
ound
him
a
nd
th
a
t
both
w
o
rr
i
e
d
him
a
nd
g
a
v
e him
hop
e
.
I
f
she
w
a
s un
c
om
f
o
r
t
a
bl
e
,
s
h
e
w
a
s
thinking
a
bout
it.
He
l
e
f
t
h
e
r
to
the
sh
o
w
er a
nd
hu
rr
i
e
d
into
the
kit
c
h
e
n
af
t
e
r
pulling on
a
p
a
ir
of
j
ea
ns.
He
st
ar
t
e
d
c
o
ff
e
e
f
i
r
st, th
e
n s
e
t
a
bo
u
t whipping
up w
a
ff
le
b
a
t
t
er
.

He
h
a
d
t
h
e
w
aff
le
i
r
on
h
ot
a
nd
r
e
a
d
y w
h
e
n
she
r
ea
pp
e
are
d
so
m
e tw
e
n
t
y
minut
e
s
l
a
t
er
.
S
h
e’
d
d
re
s
s
e
d
in
d
ar
k
blue
j
ea
ns
a
nd
h
e
r
wo
rk
T
-
shi
r
t
with
The
S
a
loon
’
s
lo
g
o
a
c
r
oss
it.
S
he
w
a
s
r
e
a
d
y
f
o
r
wo
r
k.
H
e
g
l
a
n
ce
d
a
t
his
w
a
t
c
h
a
nd
win
ce
d.
I
t
w
a
s
n
ear
l
y
t
wo
in
the
a
f
t
er
noon.
S
h
e’
d be
g
oi
n
g
to wo
r
k
i
n a
c
ouple
mo
r
e
ho
u
r
s.
H
is time
w
a
s limit
e
d.

“
Mmmm,”
she
s
a
id.
“
I
t
sm
e
lls
wond
erf
ul.
W
a
n
t
me
to
m
a
n the w
aff
le
i
r
on
while
y
ou
f
i
n
ish up the
b
ac
on
?
”

“
Y
ea
h,
g
o
a
h
e
a
d.
I
t
’
s p
r
i
m
e
d
a
nd
r
e
a
d
y
.”

He tu
r
n
e
d
the b
ac
on
ov
e
r
one mo
r
e time
a
nd
th
e
n
b
e
g
a
n
pulling th
e
m
up
a
nd
l
a
y
i
n
g t
h
e
m
out
on
the
p
a
p
e
r
to
w
e
l
to
f
inish
d
ra
inin
g
.
H
e mu
c
h
p
r
e
fe
r
re
d
th
e
m
this
w
a
y
,
in
the
ov
e
n,
o
v
e
r
f
r
y
i
n
g
th
e
m
in
a
f
r
y
i
n
g
p
a
n, l
e
ss m
e
ss
a
nd
l
e
ss
g
r
ea
se
on t
h
e
b
ac
on.

“
Ok
a
y
,
y
o
u
r
w
aff
le
is
rea
d
y
,
I
’
ve
g
ot
mine
o
n
now.”
P
e
y
ton h
a
nd
e
d
him
a
pl
a
te
with
a
ni
c
e
l
y
b
r
ow
n
e
d
w
a
ff
l
e
a
l
r
ea
d
y
m
e
lti
n
g
a p
a
t of
butt
e
r
on it.

“
You should h
a
ve
h
a
d the
f
i
r
st on
e
,”
h
e
f
uss
e
d.

“
I
e
x
p
er
im
e
nt
e
d
on
y
o
u
r
s.
Mine
will
be
p
e
rf
ec
t.”
S
he
l
a
u
g
h
e
d wh
e
n
he
fr
ow
n
e
d
a
nd
st
u
c
k
a
f
o
r
k
into
his
w
aff
l
e
a
s
if
to
s
e
e if
it
w
e
r
e done
or
not.

“
Mine looks
ok
a
y
.”
H
e
p
ou
re
d
s
y
r
up
on
it
a
nd
c
ut
a bit
o
f
f b
ef
o
r
e slipping
it into his mout
h
.