Happy Fourth of July, y'all!!

The BILF told me to take the holiday off because he needed the weekend to go out of town and I got rained out. The last hope of fireworks filling my night time sky just floated down the street.

But on my way out the door the last night I worked, I said, “So you are leaving me all by myself Friday, Saturday, and Sunday?” He nodded and I replied, “Without any supervision?”

His pretty chocolate eyes grew as large as my grin. Gave that boy something to think about while he’s partying it up on the dry days.