Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my in effect friend, a constant companion, and my hanker terminal figure press. She also happens to be gorgeous and broad of energy, being a geek and dancer she has a unique blend of down to earth along with an unembarrassed fit body. She 's around 5'6''' or something not skinny with diffuse infant fat over difficult sinew from her terpsichore and exercising. She has dark midst pilus which she kept short around shoulder length, her center are Pomaderris apetala, and her mouth are so luscious and broad always in a smile or gag. Her raw and oft prison term crude common sense of witticism always with the sexual undertone makes her a kick to utter with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only lady friend I allowed to keep me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just content with what I had, possibly I was too afraid to ever try for Thomas More. That was when we were in our 20s. That was before she met 'that'guy, the one that she eventually married and had kids with, the one I never really gave my blessings too. Of course I would n't, not with my underlying motive and sexual desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually contain trying and we drifted apart. This was n't a surprise as these type of friendship often ends up this way and I 'was'a willing player in it. During the tenner following I go steady and slept around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small affair I would nitpick and dismantle from my relationships ; those that got that far. More often than not I settled into my brutally true persona and slept with woman I tell honestly that I am just after a good fuck. It 's a little jarring that some of these cleaning lady would take aim'I just want to sleep with you'and read that into 'save me with honey'. NO. On a slope promissory note I knew that some women love the challenge of trying to exchange a man but honestly, just stop.
After baker's dozen geezerhood of this one day I happen to find a school text message from an strange number.

( Unknown number ) Hey Sir Walter Scott ? This is my new number. Not sure if this is you.

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

( Unknown turn ) It 's Monica, it 's been a while but Hi !

I am dazed at the public figure, all that sentence of trying to last my own life and now all of a sudden I feel like I might hurl from my anxiousness from one schoolbook content. I quickly grew angry at myself for being so weak against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the vanquisher of pussies old and Thomas Young, ugly and hot, I can deal with an old friend right ? ! ?'As it turns out I could n't so I ignored it.

About a workweek go by, it 's Sabbatum now and I have stared at my phone every day since trying to make gumption of my own feelings, I knew I could easily move into her life again and it will be just as it was before but rack up because I would take in to constantly be reminded that person else is enjoying that body. But I was deathly rummy and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the telephone and brought up her chat :

( Me ) Hey, I 'm sorry for not responding I was busy with work.

( Monica ) For a week ? ( before I could react )

( Monica ) Haha anyways what are you up too ? Are you interfering ? Wan na grab dejeuner today ?

( Me ) Umm indisputable I 'm free. Want to converge at that Bistro on Fifth near the coffee tree shop ?

( Monica ) The new Italian one ? OK give way me about two hr ? I ca n't wait to see you !

As I put the phone down I knew I could n't escape this urging interior of me. It was excitement and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't help but believe of her in conclusion assertion 'ca n't waitress to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a cascade and getting ready. I decided to garb my age and brought out my most stylist blazer, blue jean, plain blank dress shirt, and boots. I was out the door in an hour, I figured I get coffee berry and still my nerves a little.

She was of late about thirty minutes but as I watched her walk up in front of the Bistro from my coffee store vantage pointedness I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the hour I waited. She was wearing black leggings with genu high Black person boots with a tweed top that definitely showed her shapely beget image. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can assure she kept up her work out even after her pregnancy because she was full figured but tone in a way only a person who moved around a lot can be. Her once small A cup breast were at least a couple cup sizes larger ( give thanks good for breastfeeding ). Her hairsbreadth was prospicient and wavy and came down to her ass which at the minute was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her tight leggings. I was getting a hard on just looking at her.

I went out to meet her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't help oneself but sense queasy and vex. Worried that I would torment myself again with fantasies of her to the point that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting stronger up until the dot she turned around with her energetic grin and embrace. She smelled so good being this close, like field of Lavenders. She was so soft and warm as she held me, melding into my coat of arms perfectly as if we were two share of a mould. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could avail myself I blurted out `` holy shit you look amazing ! '' I saw her register what I said in shock than her face soften and slowly she began to blush a niggling as she held me at arm 's duration. My middle leering all over her dead body. I felt helpless and a little sebaceous but I could n't assist myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy organic structure gained definition and swell, I did n't bring in how dramatically until I was up adjacent to her.

'' Thanks, you are looking great yourself ! '' She responded with big eyes and a big grin. I wanted nothing more than to grab her and kiss her deeply.

'' Let 's go grab a tabular array and enamor up. '' I suddenly felt relaxed. I had a revelation as I stood watching her while waiting for a table ; I realized I have never truly been honest with her about my feelings and that in turn reflected on how I acted towards her. After we were apart and I began my methodical honest heartbreaking I was brutally honorable with all those girls. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be honest with her no thing the cost.

As we ate we caught up on our lives. She has two minor and has been a woman of the house and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's glad that we could capture up because she was moving to New York. Apparently her husband got a promotion and will take in to work in NY, he and the kids are already there settling in while she finishes some things here and will be flying in a match days. Needless to say I was somewhat discomfited in hearing this but at the same fourth dimension I realize she is alone at the moment without having immediate responsibilities. She loves her children and I knew I could n't vie with them with her meter. I began to diagram my move, I needed her to know exactly how very much she makes me crazy with lust and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any pressing stage business left today. She responded with a huge grinning and told me she did not and that I should retain her company as she is alone and misses her family. I responded with `` of course I will keep you company, just cover me like a substitute anything ... ..anything you need. '' I 'm not sure if she caught on to my implications as she just smirked and said 'ok'.

After lunch we went and got java and then to the picture. We caught a early expansion slot for a romance comedy. I did n't really pay attention as I kept looking at her and trying to keep my handwriting from touching her. Halfway during the moving picture I notice that the armrest was up and her aphrodisiac wooden leg were fairly close to my mitt so I carefully leaned over whispering in her ears `` that 's totally me '' while patting my manus on her second joint in sync with the protagonist telling a jocularity on screen. I kept my paw there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any implications to her discomfort. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a distich minutes and said `` does it annoy you that my hands are on your legs ? I like the feel of your pants. I can move them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a couple seconds as she continued to stare at the screen but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't believe it, I was about to foul up my cargo just from touching her second joint ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a spell I wanted to push the boundaries so I began to rub her a little and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to watch out the motion-picture show. I got a little more bluff and with my niggling finger I began to skid it up into her crotch almost touching but not. I could find the heat coming from her and it drove me crazy. Embolden with my new found Lunaria annua I leaned in again.

'' She is really hot ( oral presentation of the actress on concealment ), but I still think the way you look today ... ..you are way hotter. '' I watched her shocked response and sneak glances at me.

'' I do n't remember so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the relief of the movie while my hands gently rubbed her upper compensate thigh. After the movie was over it was already dark. The flick theater of operations was full moon and people they were walking every which way. I thought it was a good opportunity to seize her hands feigning that I did n't desire to get split up. Her hands were flabby and warm as I pulled her along towards the release. It reminded me of the past when we would hold hands everywhere, the bane base of the acquaintance geographical zone : holding hands.

Outside the air was nice and assuredness with a tenuous breeze, I looked over and saw that her hair was gently blown over her nerve. It was the cutest thing as she brushed her tomentum out of her heart, sadly this made her break our storage area to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a hint of playfulness in her voice.

'' I was thinking that we should go snap dinner and drunkenness so I can continue to tell you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a tinge of fear that I might have scared her off.

I could n't quite read her face through her pilus but I think it was surprise with a touch sensation of amusement. `` Ok, do you have a go at it a place ? ''

'' I do, let 's go ! '' I said and led the way. Lucky that this shopping block/plaza has a bar located conveniently near the theater. The bar was a diminished pub that you would find anywhere that has a downtown. We sat furthest away from the big screen TVs so we could hear each other while still capable to see the solid bar.

We settled into our quilt zona comfortable as the drinks kept coming. We decided on sharing a clustering of appetizers since we were still full phase of the moon from lunch. We joked and jest, talking about everything and anything. It was well-heeled to bury that we have n't seen each other in so long when the synergy was so palpable. As we got to our fourth part daily round I remembered that we use to joke about Robot sex of all things. It was a long inside trick about the future when we would be able-bodied to put our minds inside robots. I would say that I if I could, I would have the most advanced robot penis ever being able-bodied to run in every which way with vibration settings and mess of horse power for thrusting. She would always insist that it would be obsolete at that point because anyone not in a robot would be dead from all the STD 's due to hoi polloi like me, we would agree and laugh.

As the conversation lulled a bit I asked `` so have you changed your nous about my automaton penis ? '' She almost spat her drink out while laughing so hard from the sudden question. This led to a long debate on synthetic lubrication or organic lubrication, then it went into a debate on resolve of a penis ; if too hard can be a bad matter. Before I knew it the meter read almost midnight and the conversation veered into personal fantasies.

'' So what is/was your ultimate illusion miss and what did you do ? '' She asked with a wicked smirk, eyes only slits leaning over with her boob resting on the tabular array. My mind went blank shell as I stared at her not so overcompensate cleavage.

After a min I took a sip of my drink and leaned over until we were almost nuzzle to pry which brought a turn of snorts from her. I composed myself and with a stern cheek said `` My fantasy dream girl is staring me compensate in the eye right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first please her with every member I have. I would eat her pussy until the slop dripped down to her toes, I would cleanse every inch of her tegument with my tongue and then some. I would use my digit, toes, elbows, genu, rima oris, and body to hold her such pleasure that she would forget her own figure. When she 's lying drained from all her wet orgasm I would screw her in every hole until my organic structure breaks and I am no longer capable to move anything ! '' I said the final exam with an evil grin and settled back to exact a drink.

By the time I finished her centre were as big as disk and her mouth hung heart-to-heart slightly, I reached down and stuck a chip into her back talk from the nachos. She jerked back and chewed on reflex still staring at me unblinking. I think she was pondering how to serve or maybe formulating an safety valve plan. When she opened her mouth and was finally about to say something I cut her off ...

'' Whew that was a dinner, did you like the nachos ? '' I said changing the case, at least trying to. She did n't bite. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the truth felt good to let out.

She scrunched her font a short and let out a `` WHAT THE the pits ! ? ! no you do n't get to not excuse ! '' When I played deaf for a couple of seconds she almost shouted `` WELL ! ``

'' Well what ? What I said was the truth. I 'm sorry you do n't want to take heed it but I 'm sure enough you knew, you can not not do it ... ... right ? '' I said mildly.

'' I ... ... uh ... .um ... ... I kind of figured so, I guess. '' She seemed to deflate a petty as she pondered what to do next. Finally she said quietly `` for how retentive ? ``

I decided to be a wise ass and responded with `` I 'm uncoerced to go all dark and through the week if that 's what it takes ! '' She finally let out a laugh and smile and swatted me on my head.

'' Ass ! You know what I 'm asking. '' She exclaimed.

'' well pretty much since the maiden time I met you at that party I guess. It ... ..I mean the intuitive feeling never left, it dulled a little but it was n't gone. When I saw you today, it was if we were back at the party so long ago and I saw you in that 'cute black ass me dress'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and motherhood did n't seem to have diminished your flavour. If anything I think you are many tiers more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my hands on my chest and pretended to bosom ).

She looked exasperated at this and started to laugh so hard that she almost spilled her drink. `` Oh my god, you 're so still the Sami ! Well thanks but I do n't find the way you explained about me, me with Milk River and god knows what over my clothes all the time. '' She says while shaking her headland in submission. I think the drinks are definitely making both of us more honest because she does n't seem to be pushing me back from all this ego stroking.

I came to a conclusion that I should definitely form my move, it 's now or never. I have nothing to drop off, and the alcoholic drink is making me far more confident than I should be. I leaned over again with a distressing locution on and said `` look, I really love you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to catch her heart string ) When we stopped talking I was really lonely I lost my phantasy and safe friend. I know you needed to live your living with your household and I respect that but my life was n't the same. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would feel guilty. I pushed forward `` I know you are leaving soon and I might not ever see you again and that sucks you know ? I was wondering if you could ... ... maybe ... ... ..stay with me tonight so that I might at least get to know what heaven feel like. '' It was the most disgusting and cheesy thing I have ever said but she is worth depraved actions

I think the alcoholic beverage is doing its duty because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the table for a while and finally looked up. `` What do you intend persist with you ? '' She knew damn well what I meant, I guess she wanted me to condition before she conceded or denied my request.

In an innocent spokesperson as not to sound too eager I said `` I just want you by my side tonight, I need you in my arms like we are in love. We use to sleep together all the clock time call back ? '' It was reliable that in the past we sometimes slept in the Lapplander bed but I did n't mention that those meter it was because we were too drunk to worry or fuck.

'' Just sleeping ? With apparel on ? '' She asked with brows up skeptical.

'' clothes, no clothes ... ..does it matter ? '' I said trying hard not to smile.

'' Robert Falcon Scott ... ..I do n't consider my husband would appreciate it either way. '' She said almost firmly.

I had to suppose fast, I needed to convert her, short of pouring shots down her throat. `` He does n't have to jazz, besides he hates me and he was the one who took my friend away from me. I think he owes me some consideration. I just missed you so much and I ca n't retrieve the last clip I had so practically fun. '' The finally part was convincing as it was true. She finally conceded that we should spend to a greater extent time tonight to talk. We took a taxi to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the sales agreement of her home here. When we got to the room I was trying to not look to happy, keeping a achromatic look on. She excused herself to go to the toilet facility to interchange and what not.

An hr past before she came out but what she had on almost made me blank out the choler and curio at why she took so long. Her side was newly scrubbed and I can see how soft and shiny her face was without make up. Her hair was pulled back into a Calidris canutus and it looked damp. She was wearing an oversize tee shirt with no bra, I could n't tell apart if she wore panties or not but her pegleg were damn aphrodisiacal. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my stage were starting to palpate wet from pre-cum. I wanted nothing more than to deplume it out and relieve the pressure. She must have notice as she settled on the top of the blankets. I pulled my shirt over my head forgetting it had push and untie my pants. I did n't pull my pants down yet as my raging backbreaking on was in full firmness. Finally she turned off all but one light and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my knickers down and off along with my socks. I was just in boxer briefs as I sat on the edge.

'' Why are you sitting that way ? '' She asked laying down.

'' Because my cock is in to the full salutation and it 's your fault. '' I said honestly. She seemed to laugh softly and expressed with a sigh why she was doing this.

I finally lay down following to her with a bit of readjustment and stared at the ceiling wondering what she was thinking. She was turned away from me and I can see from the niche of my eyes that she was wide awake like me. Finally after a few minutes of muteness she pulled the covers over her and settled in. I did the same thing still looking straight up. I can feel the warmth of her so near me and I can smell her sweet-flavored citrus face cream. I slowly turned towards her and debated if I could spoon her, I longed to feel her ass on my swelling. After a heat up debate in my head I decided that I should advertise her as far as I could, maybe I 'm still drunk at this point.

I slowly slid my body closer to her and gently put my blazonry around her venter. She immediately placed her hands on top of mine, the gesture was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't refer anywhere but here. I put my face at the back of her neck and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my hard cock was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came right there. I think the mental strain on my endocrine was too much for me because I pulled her tighter and grinded a little. She did n't seem to hate this as she started to grind her ass into me. Thinking in hindsight I think she had a little bit too much to booze as well and it 's toilsome to control these things once your already half defenseless and weightlift together like lego blocks. My breathing hasten and it was right against her neck opening and I can see goose bumps forming over her uncover skin. Her hold on my deal slacken and I quickly brought it down to her thighs right where her shirt ended. I began to slowly rub her thighs while discreetly pushing her shirt up. I can finger her body tense up and start out to fidget. I inched my way up to her hip joint around her ass and squeezed a little, this time she once again brought her hands on top of mine. I was n't deterred this sentence, my lecherousness was boiling over at this join so I reached around quite determined to get between her pegleg and put my hands on her pussy. To my surprise she was n't wearing panties and I instantly felt her wet, wet slit. I used my ovolo to subdue her clit as my other four digit worked their way between her slippery backtalk and began to rub.

She let out a moan and torment as her hands once again shot on top of mine and her legs closed over my hand. This actually worked against her as my finger's breadth were already trapped inside of her and all she did was put air pressure onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more fetal position pressing her ass hard into me. I was driven at this item, closed legs or not I kept my digit working deeper into her and side to side. The Lapplander metre I was wide on grinding into her with my hard bulge. This kept on for five hour and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her coming. Her paries were crushing my digit and soaking them in an instant.

Once she subsided in her throes I slowly pulled my finger out and brought them to my sassing sucking all of her dessert juices up. She was laying there panting with her nerve pressed into her pillow, my movement had pulled the covering off of us except our peg. Her articulatio coxae were so curvaceous laying on her side like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her stomach, I can see her legato double-dyed ass and the tail between them that hinted at the most tremendous experience if I were to stick my shaft there. As I reached to pull in my boxers down she suddenly threw cold water on my fantasy.

'' No more please. '' She said shakily. My bagger were right at my knees when I stopped what I was doing, hammer shooting straight at her ass.

'' You seemed like you liked it. '' I stated simply.

She seemed to draw more into her pillows because I barely heard her. `` I did, and I really am sorry that you did n't get to do your thing but this is improper, I 'm espouse with kids ! ``

'' If you like it, you like it. Do n't justify cheating with stopping now. '' I said testily. I was very wild and very horny. Two things combined can either go very expert or very, very wrong.

'' I 'm so blue. '' She said almost tearful.

Seeing her almost in bust made me go a piffling soft, just a little. `` Can you at to the lowest degree secernate me honestly that you would it if things were different ? '' I said in an worsen voice.

She turned around and looked me in eyes and flickered down to my putz and up to my pectus before settling on my face. `` Yes, of course. I am a fair sex first and foremost. In a unlike situation I would lie with your robot penis until it broke ! '' She chirped with a smile.

I could n't decide if she really meant that or just took pity on me. As I concentrated on her face I saw that her expression switched from guilt trip to lust and back. I decided to forget it at that instead of saying something snide I said `` I 'm going to take a shower bath and go plate. '' I then walked towards the can kicking my underwear off and walking cigarette naked into the restroom before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my head. The way her soundbox moved and felt, the way she responded to my sense of touch like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the trope of her ass and ramification kept playing in my intellect. My cock responded in turn, getting hard again. As I stood there under the sprayer of water stroking my cock I snapped.

I turned off the water and patted myself as dry as I can and stroll out of the toilet. Monica was laying on her rachis with a arm resting on her head. I could n't study the blank shell look on her face but she seemed to be deep in thought and did n't notice me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her hips, knees on either incline. I leaned down holding myself up with both arms I kissed her deeply. She did n't respond for a couple arcsecond but then I felt her kiss me back. We laid there kissing for a couple minutes until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eye were still closed. `` I do n't buy your shit guilt trip, if you want me take me. We do n't have to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could react I pushed myself down and plunge case first between her leg, at the same time my hands swept up her shirt. I began sucking her button almost instantly upon contact, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh shit. '' It drove me to tongue fuck her pussycat as deep as my tongue would go. As I pulled my tongue out and over her clit I replaced them with my finger and began to milk her G-Spot. With my hands I reached under her shirt and began to encounter with her teat which were hard as diamonds. I tweaked them between my fingers and she let out a yelp. My angriness kept building the more I pleased her that I did n't even wait until she came before I got up pulled her to me by her rosehip and placed my putz just inside her. I reached and grab a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The pain of entering her so fast just added to my anger and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a hard hint but did n't say anything but you can see it in her face that she felt the pain too.

Pulling her wooden leg further into her in a crook and lifting my balls began to smack into her prick. I never let off a second as I pounded her snatch as tough as I could, look in a grimace. She began to ease up from the pain sensation and I can tell from her moan and face that she was starting to feel good. It was apparent from the amount of money wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass chap and brass. After what seemed ages ( when in reality was seven minute of arc or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by force but she realized what I wanted and completed the turn on her own onto all fours. I placed a pillow under her and quickly stuck my dick back into her, hard. She was moaning tongue-tied Bible as I began to pound into her ass. After a bit I stuck a fingerbreadth into my sassing to get it wet and started to tease apart her bunghole which was a cunning little pucker. She tried to land a manus around and stop me but I brushed it aside and vex a dactyl in. She let out a riot of pleasure or pain, I do n't know. I leaned down and began to buss her sweat soaked back and cervix while thrusting deep and putting my free weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couple minutes of angry pounding, I could n't have out anymore and said I was going to cum soon. She told me not to cum inside her because she was n't on the anovulatory drug right now. I said it 's either going in her mouth or her pussy and that she needed to pick fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her mouth I was already starting to shoot. I got off and reached down to her berm to flip her and did n't defecate it to her lip but fritter away thread of cum all over her tomentum, expression, and neck. Some got on the pillow she was laying on. After the last spurt convulsed out of me I collapsed on her half turned trunk and gave small buss on her stomach. There was no row spoken as I got off next to her. She got up and went into the lavatory and the net thing I heard before iniquity took me was the cesspit running.

I woke up early the next morning around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the night before. It seems like a savage trait to have as my head was pounding into a hangover. I looked to my left and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her promontory buried into my slope. The memory of my angry screw with my married friend came rushing in and I smiled. My tenacious sought after obsession finally came to fruition in a most conclusive explosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping word form, ass out to the position, T-Shirt pulled up to titmouse exposing her indulgent body and stunning legs. After a while she murmured something lost in the grogginess of sleep and rubbed her oculus. She seemed to be struggling with her current site nestled next to me one-half raw and me fully naked. She had this startled deer looking on her precious boldness and I could n't help but let out a little laugh as I got up and started to research for my apparel. Just as I was done pulling on my shirt and socks she was just about to say something when her sound started blaring.

'' Hello ? '' She said sleepily.

'' Hey hun ... ... ... yea I just got up. '' Listening. `` No it 's OK, I should have gotten up already. '' I can only concord that it was that dastardly husband of hers. I quietly put my horseshoe on grab my Key and looked at her.

'' How are my babies doing ? ... ... ... ... ... ... .... Are they driving you looney yet ? '' She looked up and I can see that she wanted to say something to me but I was already moving to the room access smiling.

'' Yeah ... ..yeah ... .really ? She said that ? '' She looked up again and gave me a tight grinning as if saying 'this is my life and you made me cheat'. I gave her my most enchant excusatory smile and went out the door.

I did n't want to hear her say 'sorry'or 'it was a mistake'so I left without saying anything. In reality I did n't require to see myself try to cling onto her, I did n't want to see me try to utter how one Nox could never be enough and that I wanted all of her. As I got into the cab I gave a quick glance up at the hotel and wondered if I would ever see her again. In judgement I thought evilly about how I always wanted to go to NY and maybe I should visit one day ...