Well, I was doing the washing up, sporting my sexy yellow rubber gloves and I felt the tap on my shoulder - no, not the sink tap.
So, a gentle tap and a sexy "hi" and I turned round and there he was. Four weeks of not seeing him and there he was. Oddly, he appears to have grown taller (or maybe I shrunk), but he is still sweet, kind, fantastically handsome and a God in bed, so it's definitely my Kat.
In two weeks time we are off to South Africa for a four week holiday with Jas.
Aren't I the lucky one?
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