Artifical

I looked into her deep blue eyes. She closed them and drew closer to me for the purpose of pressing her lips against mine. It was a soft sensual kiss that lingered for several minutes. When the kiss had concluded she drew away again. She opend those amazing eyes and smiled at me.

"How was that?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

"It was amazing" I replied.

"You relax while I make breakfast." She said as she got up out of bed. She was wearing an oversized shirt which fell to just below her waist. After she kissed me it left my imagination running wild.

"How do you know what I'm in the mood for?" I asked.

"I always know what you are in the mood for." she replied in a suggestive voice.

I laid there in bed alone while my companion cooked me my perfect breakfast. I didn't need to tell her what I wanted. She already knew and she knew how to cook it just the way I liked it. I marveled at her intuition. At the way she could read my body language and adapt her bahavior to whatever the situation was. Nothing escapes her attention and she can alwasy tell when I'm lying. It was almost kind of creepy how much of an open book I was to her.

"Breakfast is ready!" she called from the kitchen.

I got up out of bed and went the the table. When I sat down I had two fried eggs with the yoke a little runny, 4 strips of bacon and English muffin and a glass of orange juice. She sat down accross the table from me and watched me eat.

"Do you like it?" She asked.

"I love it." I replied. She smiled and continued to watch me eat. When I was done she took my dishes and I got dressed for work. When I was ready to walk out the door, she gave me another, less sensual but still highly satifying kiss. "Have a good day a work dear." She said. I paused for a moment.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Do you love me?" I asked her.

"Of course I love you." She responded.

"How do you know?" I asked her again.

"Because that's the way I was programmed." She stated matter of factly.