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My vigil outside Stevie's house nets me a sore neck and about three hours of sleep. My cell phone goes off at five in the morning, my regular alarm. I decide she's probably safe enough for me to shower and change for work, so reluctantly I take my leave; convinced that around the next corner Don's gonna come skulking out ready to pick up where he left off in the parking garage. My worry for Stevie's well being remains in the back of my mind as I shower up for the day, but the larger and even more looming prospect of spending a weekend with her. We've got plans for tonight, and since she agreed to have breakfast with me on Saturday, I don't think I'm being presumptuous in thinking that she'll want to stay the night. If I play my cards right.

I don't usually listen to music while I get ready but I'm in a strange mood from lack of sleep and anticipation in seeing my girlfriend. Love how that sounds! So I crank it, the song is one that I remember my dad blasting in the driveway on the weekends during the radio stations headbangers ball

"I would climb any mountain

Sail across a stormy sea

If that's what it takes me baby

To show you how much you mean to me

And I guess it's just the woman in you

That brings out the man in me

I know I can't help myself

You're all in the world to me

It feels like the first time

Feels like the very first time

It Feels like the first time

It Feels like the very first time"

My voice seizes on each verse and the next thing I know I'm in my boxers playing the guitar riff as I pick out my suit and tie for the day. I must be an amusing sight, skinny curly headed geek plays air guitar along to Foreigner in boxers. But who cares, I've got a girlfriend! A sweet, beautiful, funny, quirky, extremely sexy, girlfriend. And I've had sex! Three-four times! Today is a black tie day, lavender shirt black tie. Trousers first of course, black socks, leather belt, undershirt with a liberal but socially acceptable dab of deodorant. And fresh from the dry cleaner my lavender dress shirt. Did my mom pick this out for me? Yes she did! But who cares cuz I look good in it.

I'm way too into this song right now, half dressed and dancing about I make myself two slices of toast buttoning my shirt while they're in the toaster. The final storyboards should be in this morning, the last of my script finally making it from page to panel and thence to CGI. The toaster pops and I finish the perfect Windsor knot on my tie continuing with the guitar solo as I butter my toast with one hand.

Since I'm feeling like an adult, and since I'm wearing nice clothes I take the BMW to work today, pulling into the garage right at seven am. Stevie likes my coffee so I set the timer on my coffee machine for eight forty-five. Reservoir full of water? Check. Fresh beans ready to be ground? Check? All my hair in place? Ish.

The teams been up all night working on the storyboards and I'm pleased with the results. When last I left Lands and Selene they had retired to Lands' quarters for some...alone time. My morning after scene is a little cliched, but I have to remind myself I hadn't yet experienced that for myself when I wrote this. Selene's long blonde hair spills around Lands' shoulders as she pants above him, her cheeks rosy with exertion. Lands, with his crystal blue eyes, strokes his beloved's silken tresses the two embracing in a feverish kiss.

"By the Gods, you've truly been gifted to me by destiny. Selene my love how I adore you" smiling down at Lands' muscled form Selene traces the shape of a cresent moon over his heart "And I you. We've been through so much together, all I desire now is to be your queen. To live and flourish by your side and see that you have heirs to celebrate your legacy" hands framing her face Lands pulls Selene down to his lips with a smirk "With your eagerness in bed my love, we shan't have problems making heirs"