Thursday, 1 March 2007

Thursday.

It's a test, isn't it?

Hmm?

This. You. Us. You're testing me to see if I'll stay.

Yes. That's exactly what I'm doing here, Jacob.

I knew it.

So get the fuck out.

I'm not going anywhere, princess.

Okay, then you passed.

Yay. What do I get?

What would you like?

(silence and a huge grin)

Oh, it figures. I knew you were here for the sex.

Right. You're not that good.

Take that back.

Yeah, actually maybe I should.

Smart thing.

Does that mean I can get some?

Sure. What are you doing after breakfast?

A princess! Am I a lucky guy or what?