I say with a smile as I gather a small about of fruit from the table. I make my way over to the bed as Freyja sits up, the sheets covering her from the waist down.

Her bosom is firm and glistens in the morning light, Her long hair, even after a night of passion is in a nearly pristine condition. The goddess of love is definitely the goddess of the morning after as well.

I offer the small piece of fruit to her and she leans forward, letting me gently press it to her lips. She then places a hand behind my neck and nudges me forward until our lips meet. With a deep kiss, we share the piece of fruit.

This woman is every man's dream and I am slow to let this dream end. It will not be often that I will get such an opportunity with Freyja again and I intend to savor every moment.

Gently she pulls me down onto her and our date continues again.....