CopyCat Cafe: After Dinner

Continues from here. From the outside Tom’s house looked very similar to the others in the neighborhood. It was well maintained with neat gardens and a well trimmed lawn, there was no mess around the place and even where many of the neighbors had leaves from falling trees scattered around their yards Tom had none.... Continue Reading →

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CopyCat Cafe: Tom Cooks Dinner

Continues from here. As you can probably guess I accepted Tom’s dinner invite. Seriously I wasn’t brave enough to say no because I had to work in the confines of a kitchen with Sonya every day! No that’s not entirely right, I’m sure Sonya would have had plenty to say if I knocked back the... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: A Good Decision

Continues from here. With Sonya pretty much taking over my role of preparation and kitchen work while I was gone, thus leaving Francis and Jean to the front of house, I probably should have worked on my mood before I walked in the back door if I didn’t want Sonya to pick up on it.... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: History Repeats?

Continues from here. Yet again my love life was the topic of conversation around the cafe, sometimes it seemed like the whole planet knew. Not that I was thinking about it at the time I took Tom to my bedroom but I shouldn’t have been surprised that both Sonya and Tracey were up for the... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: Chatting With The Girls

Continues from here. “Sonya!” I said loudly with surprise after she decided that Tom and I had slept together simply because we walked to work together. She was right of course, we had slept together, but did it require such an outburst? I didn’t think so. “Oh c’mon Kat this is news worth spreading!” Although... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: Good night?

Continues from here. Sex is a strange thing, many of us crave it, many of us base so much of a relationship on it and many of us get disappointed if it doesn’t live up to our expectations, especially the first time with someone. Maybe it’s because of my age, maybe it’s a self confidence... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: Dinner for Two

Continues from here. Rolystone Restaurant wasn’t the fanciest restaurant in town, which suited me fine. It was the sort of place that one wore more than street clothes but less than their Sunday best. I had plenty of time when I got home so I decided to have a quick shower and wash a day... Continue Reading →

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