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Abie, a somewhat shy and retiring gentleman who lives a bit southwest,
sent this one on the subject of morning sex...

She was standing in the kitchen, preparing their usual soft-boiled eggs and
toast for breakfast, wearing only the tee shirt that she normally slept in.

As he walked in, barely awake, she turned to him and said softly, "You've
got to make love to me this very moment!"

His eyes lit up and he thought to himself, "I'm either still dreaming or this
s going to be my lucky day!"

Not wanting to lose the moment, he embraced her and gave it his all, right
there on the kitchen table.

Afterwards she said, "Thanks," and returned to the stove, her tee shirt still
around her neck.

Happy, but a little puzzled, he asked, "What was that all about?"

She explained, "The egg timer's broken."
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