Continuation

Vivian was only going into work for a few early hours the next day so she could spend the rest of it all with Monica. I was loafing around myself, planning to go in for a few hours in the afternoon, but I was still up early. Eventually Monica found her way out of bed and had taken a shower. I have to admit that at least a little part of me wanted to try and accidentally find myself near the bathroom so I might get a chance to glimpse her in a towel. Once again I admonished myself and firmly planted my ass in the kitchen.

Despite my halfway noble intentions, Monica decided to intervene. She came trotting out, a light purple towel wrapped around her body, her hair still wet and dripping down her shoulders. Entering the kitchen, she waved frantically at me.

"Sorry, but I totally need coffee! I always drink it while I, uh, dry off and get dressed…"

"Um, sure, there's still some left over. I'll uh, one sec&he