I have won our bet!
I know this is a bit late. My head has been buried - literally - in someone's lap.
But - I do want my chance to gloat.
I was pleased to learn that the English word Gloat is possibly derived from the German word "glotzen", meaning, "to stare". One of my favorite pastimes.
I prefer the Webster's Dictionary definition.
"to look or glance at admiringly or amorously".
And so I shall be.
Staring at you.
While you are handcuffed and a tiny bit helpless.
While you are blindfolded, and my voice will be your eyes, Jules.
While I devour you.
Which I will do, for 30 minutes and 59 seconds (you really need to learn how to negotiate, my love.)
4 weeks, my sweet love. 4 weeks till I collect. Sunday seems like a good day to collect on a bet. If I remember correctly, you were going to make me breakfast, and then we are going to have a lazy day.
I believe Skype will be down on that day. Yes, I'm sure of it.
Now. Sleep well my sweet love. And remember...
Always and forever. No matter what. I win. Even when I lose. And so...do you.