Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my soundly friend, a perpetual companion, and my long term crush. She also happens to be gorgeous and to the full of get-up-and-go, being a geek and social dancer she has a unique blend of down to earth along with an unabashed fit body. She 's around 5'6''' or something not skinny with soft baby fat over tough muscles from her dancing and utilization. She has colored thick hair which she kept short around shoulder joint duration, her eyes are hazel, and her lips are so luscious and full always in a smile or laugh. Her raw and oft times crude sensory faculty of liquid body substance always with the intimate undertone makes her a thrill to talk with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only girls I allowed to keep me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just contentedness with what I had, possibly I was too afraid to ever try for to a greater extent. That was when we were in our 20s. That was before she met 'that'guy, the one that she eventually married and had Thomas Kyd with, the one I never really gave my blessings too. Of course I would n't, not with my underlying need and sexual desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually blockade trying and we drifted apart. This was n't a surprisal as these type of friendship often ends up this way and I 'was'a willing participant in it. During the ten 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 honest persona and slept with women I tell honestly that I am just after a good ass. It 's a little jarring that some of these cleaning lady would adopt'I just want to sleep with you'and translate that into 'save me with love'. NO. On a side note I knew that some women love the challenge of trying to alter a man but honestly, just stop.
After 13 years of this one day I happen to encounter a text subject matter from an unnamed phone number.

( unknown number ) Hey Dred Scott ? This is my new telephone number. Not for certain if this is you.

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

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

I am dazed at the name, all that time of trying to live my own spirit and now all of a sudden I feel like I might hurl from my anxiety from one text subject matter. I quickly grew angry at myself for being so sapless against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the conqueror of pussies old and Brigham Young, ugly and hot, I can plow with an old Quaker right ? ! ?'As it turns out I could n't so I ignored it.

About a hebdomad go by, it 's Saturday now and I have stared at my earphone every day since trying to take a shit sense of my own impression, I knew I could easily move into her life again and it will be just as it was before but worst because I would have to constantly be reminded that mortal else is enjoying that physical structure. But I was deathly curious and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the phone and brought up her New World chat :

( Me ) Hey, I 'm dismal for not responding I was in use with work.

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

( Monica ) Haha anyways what are you up too ? Are you in use ? Wan na take hold of lunch today ?

( Me ) Umm sure I 'm destitute. Want to take on at that Bistro on fifth part near the coffee shop ?

( Monica ) The new Italian one ? OK give me about two 60 minutes ? I ca n't wait to see you !

As I put the phone down I knew I could n't escape this urging inside of me. It was excitation and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't help oneself but think of her finale statement 'ca n't waitress to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a rain shower and getting ready. I decided to decorate my age and brought out my near styler sports jacket, denim, plain Andrew Dickson White dress shirt, and iron boot. I was out the door in an hr, I figured I get coffee and calm my nerves a little.

She was tardily about thirty minutes but as I watched her walk up in presence of the Bistro from my coffee shop vantage point I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the hr I waited. She was wearing black leg covering with knee high black kick with a white top that definitely showed her shapely fuss figure. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can secernate she kept up her work out even after her gestation because she was full figured but pure tone in a way only a person who moved around a lot can be. Her once minor A cup bosom were at least a couple cup size larger ( thank goodness for breastfeeding ). Her hair was long and wavy and came down to her ass which at the moment was facing towards me, it looked piano and perky in her rigorous leging. I was getting a heavy on just looking at her.

I went out to meet her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't avail but feel anxious and worried. Worried that I would torment myself again with phantasy of her to the degree that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting stronger up until the head she turned around with her energetic grin and embracement. She smelled so dear being this close, like field of Lavenders. She was so diffuse and quick as she held me, melding into my arms perfectly as if we were two parts of a mold. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could help myself I blurted out `` Holy shit you look amazing ! '' I saw her register what I said in shock than her boldness soften and slowly she began to blush a little as she held me at arm 's length. My center leering all over her trunk. I felt helpless and a little greasy but I could n't help myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy dead body gained definition and beau, I did n't realize how dramatically until I was up next to her.

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

'' Let 's go grab a board and catch up. '' I suddenly felt relax. I had a disclosure 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 fair with all those lady friend. 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 lifespan. She has two Thomas Kid and has been a housewife and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's gladiolus that we could catch up because she was moving to New House of York. Apparently her married man got a promotion and will have to figure out in NY, he and the minor are already there settling in while she finishes some things here and will be flying in a match daytime. Needless to say I was somewhat disappointed in hearing this but at the same time I realize she is alone at the minute without having immediate responsibilities. She loves her tiddler and I knew I could n't compete with them with her time. I began to plot my move, I needed her to know exactly how much she makes me nutcase with lust and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any pressing business left today. She responded with a huge smile and told me she did not and that I should keep her companionship as she is alone and misses her family. I responded with `` of course of study I will hold on you company, just treat me like a fill-in 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 deep brown and then to the moving picture. We caught a other expansion slot for a romance funniness. I did n't really pay attention as I kept looking at her and trying to hold back my hands from touching her. Halfway during the movie I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy ramification were fairly close to my hand so I carefully leaned over whispering in her capitulum `` that 's totally me '' while patting my hand on her thighs in sync with the agonist telling a joke on blind. I kept my hired man 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 couple moment and said `` does it devil you that my hands are on your ramification ? I like the feeling of your pants. I can move them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a mate s as she continued to stare at the filmdom but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't trust it, I was about to blow my load just from touching her second joint ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a piece I wanted to push the edge so I began to rub her a piffling and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to watch the film. I got a little more bold and with my little digit I began to slew it up into her fork almost touching but not. I could feel the heating coming from her and it drove me crazy. Embolden with my new found silver dollar I leaned in again.

'' She is really hot ( speechmaking of the actress on covert ), but I still think the way you look today ... ..you are way hotter. '' I watched her shocked reaction and sneaky glances at me.

'' I do n't consider so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the rest of the motion picture while my work force gently rubbed her amphetamine right thigh. After the movie was over it was already dark. The movie theatre was full-of-the-moon and people they were walking every which way. I thought it was a proficient chance to catch her hands feigning that I did n't want to get split up. Her hands were soft and warm as I pulled her along towards the exit. It reminded me of the by when we would hold hands everywhere, the swearword nucleotide of the Friend zone : holding hands.

Outside the air was nice and cool with a slight breeze, I looked over and saw that her pilus was gently blown over her brass. It was the cute matter as she brushed her whisker out of her eyes, sadly this made her break our cargo area to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a clue of playfulness in her voice.

'' I was thinking that we should go grab dinner and drink so I can uphold to recount you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a tinge of fear that I might accept scared her off.

I could n't quite read her nerve through her tomentum but I think it was surprisal with a touch of amusement. `` Ok, do you hump 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 blind TVs so we could hear each other while still able-bodied to see the altogether bar.

We settled into our comfort zone leisurely as the crapulence kept coming. We decided on sharing a bunch of appetizers since we were still entire from lunch. We joked and laugh, talking about everything and anything. It was well-off to forget that we have n't seen each other in so long when the synergy was so palpable. As we got to our fourth bout I remembered that we use to jest about Robot sex of all things. It was a hanker inside joke about the future when we would be able to put our idea inside golem. I would say that I if I could, I would ingest the most make headway robot penis ever being able to move in every which way with vibration settings and mint of sawbuck mogul for thrusting. She would always insist that it would be disused at that percentage point because anyone not in a robot would be utter from all the STD 's due to people like me, we would gibe and laugh.

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

'' So what is/was your ultimate fantasy girl and what did you do ? '' She asked with a wicked smirk, eyes only slits leaning over with her knocker resting on the mesa. My mind went blank as I stared at her not so track cleavage.

After a minute I took a sip of my beverage and leaned over until we were almost nose to nose which brought a bout of snorts from her. I composed myself and with a buns brass said `` My fantasy dream daughter is staring me right in the optic right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first please her with every appendage I have. I would eat her pussy until the slop dripped down to her toes, I would clean every inch of her skin with my tongue and then some. I would use my fingers, toes, elbow, articulatio genus, sassing, and body to consecrate her such pleasure that she would forget her own name. When she 's lying drained from all her wet orgasms I would fuck her in every hole until my body breaks and I am no longer able to locomote anything ! '' I said the final with an evil grin and settled back to call for a drink.

By the time I finished her center were as big as saucers and her rima oris hung undetermined slightly, I reached down and stuck a cow dung into her mouth from the nachos. She jerked back and chewed on reflex still staring at me unblinking. I think she was pondering how to answer or maybe formulating an flight 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 field of study, at least trying to. She did n't bite. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the truth felt serious to let out.

She scrunched her boldness a little and let out a `` WHAT THE Scheol ! ? ! no you do n't get to not explain ! '' When I played deaf for a couple of seconds she almost shouted `` WELL ! ``

'' fountainhead what ? What I said was the trueness. I 'm bad you do n't need to see it but I 'm sure you knew, you can not not know ... ... right ? '' I said mildly.

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

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

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

'' well pretty much since the first gear fourth dimension I met you at that party I guess. It ... ..I mean the spirit 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-market shtup me garb'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and motherhood did n't seem to have diminished your looks. If anything I think you are many tiers more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my hired hand on my breast and pretended to squeeze ).

She looked exasperated at this and started to laugh so grueling that she almost spilled her drink. `` Oh my god, you 're so still the same ! Well thanks but I do n't feel the way you explained about me, me with milk and god knows what over my clothes all the clock time. '' She says while shaking her heading 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 close that I should definitely make my motility, it 's now or never. I have zippo to lose, and the alcoholic beverage is making me far more confident than I should be. I leaned over again with a pitiful facial expression on and said `` look, I really do it you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to grab her affectionateness string ) When we stopped talking I was really lone I lost my fancy and skillful supporter. I know you needed to live your life with your class and I respect that but my life was n't the same. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would sense 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 make love what promised land feels like. '' It was the most repelling and cheesy affair I have ever said but she is deserving depraved actions

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

In an innocuous voice 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 time remember ? '' It was true that in the yesteryear we sometimes slept in the Lapplander bed but I did n't mention that those times it was because we were too drunk to wish or fuck.

'' Just sleeping ? With clothes on ? '' She asked with eyebrow up skeptical.

'' Clothes, no apparel ... ..does it affair ? '' I said trying hard not to smile.

'' Scott ... ..I do n't conceive my married man would appreciate it either way. '' She said almost firmly.

I had to think fast, I needed to convert her, curtly of pouring nip down her pharynx. `` He does n't have to lie with, 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 often and I ca n't remember the last time I had so a good deal fun. '' The last component was convincing as it was true. She finally conceded that we should spend more time tonight to talk. We took a taxi to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the sales event of her house here. When we got to the room I was trying to not look to happy, keeping a neutral case on. She excused herself to go to the restroom to change and what not.

An hr past before she came out but what she had on almost made me forget the ire and peculiarity at why she took so long. Her face was newly scrubbed and I can see how easy and shiny her face was without make up. Her hair was pulled back into a international nautical mile and it looked damp. She was wearing an oversize tee shirt with no bra, I could n't say if she wore scanty or not but her legs were bloody sexy. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my legs were starting to feel wet from pre-cum. I wanted nothing more than to deplumate it out and remedy the insistency. She must have notice as she settled on the top of the blankets. I pulled my shirt over my headland forgetting it had buttons and undid my pants. I did n't pull my pants down yet as my raging intemperate on was in full firmness. Finally she turned off all but one luminance and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my pants down and off along with my socks. I was just in boxer legal brief as I sat on the edge.

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

'' Because my stopcock is in wide-cut salute and it 's your break. '' I said honestly. She seemed to chortle and expressed with a suspire why she was doing this.

I finally lay down next to her with a bit of adjustment and stared at the cap wondering what she was thinking. She was turned away from me and I can see from the street corner of my eyes that she was widely awake like me. Finally after a few instant of secrecy she pulled the cover over her and settled in. I did the Same affair still looking straight up. I can find the lovingness of her so near me and I can smack her scented citrus nerve cream. I slowly turned towards her and debated if I could spoon her, I longed to sense her ass on my bulge. After a heated argumentation in my head I decided that I should campaign her as far as I could, maybe I 'm still drunk at this point.

I slowly slid my body finisher to her and gently put my arms around her stomach. She immediately placed her hand on top of mine, the motion was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't partake anywhere but here. I put my human face at the back of her neck and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my hard hammer was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came right-hand there. I think the mental strain on my hormones was too very 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 short bit too much to fuddle as well and it 's intemperate to ensure these things once your already one-half naked and entreat together like Lego blocking. My breathing hasten and it was right wing against her neck and I can see goose bumps forming over her exposed skin. Her grip on my hired hand slacken and I quickly brought it down to her thigh right where her shirt ended. I began to slowly rub her thighs while discreetly pushing her shirt up. I can feel her body tense up and get going to fidget. I inched my way up to her hips around her ass and squeezed a minuscule, this time she once again brought her workforce on top of mine. I was n't deterred this time, my lecherousness was boiling over at this occasion so I reached around quite determined to get between her legs and put my hands on her pussy. To my surprisal she was n't wearing pantie and I instantly felt her wet, wet slit. I used my pollex to crucify her button as my other four fingers worked their way between her slippery lips and began to rub.

She let out a moan and curse as her hands once again shot on top of mine and her legs closed over my deal. This actually worked against her as my fingerbreadth were already trapped inside of her and all she did was put pressure onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more fetal locating pressing her ass hard into me. I was driven at this point, closed pegleg or not I kept my fingerbreadth working deeper into her and side to side. The same time I was full-of-the-moon on grinding into her with my strong protuberance. This kept on for five minutes and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her sexual climax. Her walls were crushing my fingers and soaking them in an instant.

Once she subsided in her throes I slowly pulled my fingers out and brought them to my mouth sucking all of her Sweet juices up. She was laying there panting with her side pressed into her pillow, my social movement had pulled the cover off of us except our stage. Her hips were so bosomy laying on her side of meat like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her stomach, I can see her smooth perfect ass and the vestige between them that hinted at the most wonderful experience if I were to stay my cock there. As I reached to pull my boxers down she suddenly threw cold water system on my fantasy.

'' No Thomas More please. '' She said shakily. My boxers were right at my genu 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 wrong, I 'm married with kidskin ! ``

'' If you like it, you like it. Do n't vindicate cheating with stopping now. '' I said testily. I was very raging and very horny. Two affair combined can either go very good or very, very wrong.

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

Seeing her almost in tears made me go a piddling soft, just a little. `` Can you at to the lowest degree severalise me honestly that you would it if things were different ? '' I said in an cheesed off voice.

She turned around and looked me in eyes and flickered down to my cock and up to my chest before settling on my nerve. `` Yes, of course. I am a cleaning lady first and foremost. In a different situation I would fuck 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 expression I saw that her facial expression switched from guilt to hunger and back. I decided to allow for it at that instead of saying something snide I said `` I 'm going to use up a shower and go home. '' I then walked towards the bathroom kicking my underwear off and walking butt naked into the restroom before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my question. The way her torso moved and felt, the way she responded to my tactual sensation like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the mental image of her ass and legs kept playing in my mind. My cock responded in routine, getting hard again. As I stood there under the atomiser 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 lavatory. Monica was laying on her back with a arm resting on her header. I could n't take the blank spirit on her face but she seemed to be bass in sentiment 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, genu on either English. I leaned down holding myself up with both arms I kissed her deeply. She did n't respond for a couple secondment but then I felt her buss me back. We laid there kissing for a pair min until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed. `` I do n't buy your shit guiltiness, if you want me exact me. We do n't accept to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could reply I pushed myself down and plunk face first between her peg, at the same clock time my hands swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clit almost instantly upon physical contact, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh shit. '' It drove me to tongue have a go at it her puss as recondite as my glossa would go. As I pulled my natural language out and over her clit I replaced them with my fingers and began to milk her G-Spot. With my hands I reached under her shirt and began to act as with her nipples which were hard as rhombus. I tweaked them between my fingers and she let out a yelping. My anger 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 hip joint and placed my cock just inside her. I reached and grab a leg in each arm and rammed my peter to the hilt into her. The pain of entering her so tight just added to my anger and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a severely breathing space but did n't say anything but you can see it in her expression that she felt the infliction too.

pull her ramification further into her in a bend and lifting my chunk began to taste into her arse. I never let off a 2d as I pounded her slit as heavy as I could, front in a grimace. She began to ease up from the pain and I can separate from her moans and face that she was starting to palpate good. It was patent from the amount wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass shot and cheeks. After what seemed ages ( when in world was seven minute or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by force play but she realized what I wanted and completed the good turn on her own onto all fours. I placed a pillow under her and quickly flummox my putz back into her, hard. She was moaning incoherent word of honor as I began to quid into her ass. After a bit I stuck a fingerbreadth into my mouth to get it wet and started to card her motherfucker which was a cute lilliputian pucker. She tried to lend a hired hand around and turn back me but I brushed it aside and adhere a digit in. She let out a shriek of pleasure or pain, I do n't know. I leaned down and began to kiss her sweat soaked back and neck while thrusting late and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couple hour of angry throbbing, I could n't carry 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 oral contraceptive pill right now. I said it 's either going in her mouth or her puss and that she needed to beak fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her oral fissure I was already starting to scud. I got off and reached down to her shoulder to flip her and did n't make water it to her mouth but blastoff medal of cum all over her hair, face, and cervix. Some got on the pillow she was laying on. After the last spirt convulsed out of me I collapsed on her half turned torso and gave small buss on her stomach. There was no words spoken as I got off adjacent to her. She got up and went into the lav and the last thing I heard before dark took me was the sump running.

I woke up early the following morning around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the night before. It seems like a cruel trait to give as my promontory was pounding into a hangover. I looked to my leftover and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her head buried into my side of meat. The computer memory of my angry nooky with my splice champion came rushing in and I smiled. My long sought after obsession finally came to fruition in a most conclusive burst. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping build, ass out to the side, T-Shirt pulled up to breast exposing her easy eubstance and stun legs. After a piece she murmured something lost in the stupefaction of sleep and rubbed her eyes. She seemed to be struggling with her current situation nestled next to me half naked and me fully naked. She had this startled deer look on her cute side and I could n't help oneself but let out a little gag as I got up and started to search for my clothes. Just as I was done pulling on my shirt and socks she was just about to say something when her phone started blaring.

'' hullo ? '' 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 shoes on grabbed my keys and looked at her.

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

'' Yeah ... ..yeah ... .really ? She said that ? '' She looked up again and gave me a tight smile as if saying 'this is my sprightliness and you made me bearded darnel'. I gave her my most captivate apologetic grin and went out the door.

I did n't need to take heed her say 'sorry'or 'it was a mistake'so I left without saying anything. In reality I did n't require to take heed myself try to cling onto her, I did n't want to see me try to express how one night 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 head I thought evilly about how I always wanted to go to NY and maybe I should chat one day ...