> She smiles, "I don't know what time is it?" April runs her hand > against his > cheek. He revels in her touch - again - then lays back with a sigh. "I don't know, but I probably need to get up." He rolls up onto his elbow and kisses her again, then he sits up on the side of the bed and begins to dress. April notes a section of skin on his back that appears different; pale and shiny. JR
