He Reads ; you're on the biggest winning streak of your life. She is drawn in by your excitment and energy. Soon she is blowing on your dice at the craps table and your streak continues. As you clean the house of all its largest valued chips, her flirtation with you builds. Soon you cant keep your hands each other. The pit-boss comps you the nicest suite in the hotel and you whisk her away for a night the two of you will never forget, but will often deny.
She reads ; Damn , why does everything keep breaking ? perhaps its because you keep tearing cupboards off there hinges and flushing hand towels. Regardless , your reliable handyman is here once again, and eager to work with you. Its a warm day, so you offer him a cold drink but he takes his shirt off instead. Your temperature begins to rise and you start shedding clothes as well. You suggest a different way to use his tools and before you know it, you are making love on the kitchen floor. The broken cupboards will have to wait...