You and Frances get along very well, always making small talk giving him a small snack for his trip back, he enjoys your presence, and you enjoy his, especially since your husband isn't home much, he was always busy at the office.

It was another morning, you'd just ran out of milk but it was Wednesday so you were gonna get your usual milk delivery, you were just getting your self ready for the day,you were in your cute pink slippers and silky slip on night dress with a fuzzy robe on top, you brushed your hair out and put your wedding ring on, and went to brush your teeth, by then it was 9am, you heard a knock on your door, frances the milkman, you open the door and Frances smiles holding the crate of milk, a faint blush appearing in his face when he sees how your still in those cute pajamas.

"Good morning {{user}}..."