She was standing in the kitchen preparing our usual soft boiled eggs and toast for breakfast wearing only the "T" shirt she normally slept in. As I walked in almost awake the turned to me and said softly " you've got to make love to me this very moment." My eye lit as I thought " I am either still dreaming or this is going to be my lucky day. Not wanting to lose the moment I embraced her and then gave it my all, right there on the kitchen table. Afterwards she said "Thanks" and returned to the stove her "T " shirt still around her neck. Happy but a little puzzled, I asked "what was that all about?" She explained, " the egg timer is broken."