It was a Friday night, and she told me she was going away for a couple of months on holiday. It'd been awhile since we shared a bed, and we always enjoyed those times, filthy and dirty as it can be.
"I guess I'll have to come visit you for tea In the next couple of days, then" I said, matter of factly - hardly a question, less a request, not as overt as a demand or an offer of service, and more a self invitation to a question forming in her head.