It was noon on Friday and Gordo had finished classes for the day so he was supposed to go get Regan from the McGuire's and then bring her to the salon and then get his tux go back get her and bring her back to the McGuire's to get ready. "Wake up sleepyhead!" Gordo said as he climbed the stairs toward the guest room.
"What?" Regan said.
"Regan I hope you're decent because I'm coming in!" Gordo called through the door. He opened the door and covered his eyes. Regan was sitting up in bed.
"I'm decent Gordo; you can uncover your eyes."
"Thanks."
"What's up?"
"You have a hair and nail appointment in half an hour."
"Wonderful," she said getting up out of her bed and walking towards the closet. She grabbed a cross strapped tank top that zipped up the back and a pair of jeans. She started changing and all of a sudden Gordo said, "Whoa! Should I leave?"
"Gordo," she said pulling on her jeans, "I'm going to need you to zip my top. So, why would I have you leave when I needed you back in here in less than a minute?" As she said that she pulled her top on and then took off her pajama top under it and then she put on a bra. "Now will you zip me up?" she said turning around.
"Uh, yeah," he said as his voice got thick, "Just, um, hold up your hair." She did and he zipped the back of her top and buttoned the straps. After he did so he leaned in and kissed her neck.
"Gordo," she moaned as she turned around and kissed him on the lips, and then pulled away. "Gordo how about we go to the salon and then later we can do this."
"Okay," he said resignedly as she grabbed his hand and walked out of the house.