Stale     Stale

 by silvina

  

 Author's Website: http://members.nbci.com/dueSou

 Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimer. If Alliance was willing to let them do
what they want, I'd consider giving them back. On the other hand, I might
as well title this story "By Shannon," since, of course, it began in
conversation with her. Please send comments, questions, compliments, and
otters to sdelcul@yahoo.com or visit http://members.nbci.com/dueSou or
http://www.learnlink.emory.edu/~sdelcul 

 Author's Notes: 

 Story Notes: 

 

 

 One would expect that after twenty-two years of being a Mountie, I might
find it dull. And yet every morning I get immeasurable pleasure from
putting on my uniform, and I won't deny receiving a small bit of pleasure
from the fact that it still fits. 

 There are many other things that also give me pleasure. More pleasure
then I thought I deserved. I don't know what I did to deserve the rest of
these pleasures, but I'm willing to fight for them. 

 The pleasure of waking up each morning, for example. I wake up to find
myself wrapped around him, although usually I fall asleep on my back with
him around me. Nor will I give up the pleasure of that first morning kiss,
before he's really awake. 

 "Hey, Benny. Done defending Canada from invasion?" 

 Benton Fraser smiled. He certainly wasn't going to give up the pleasure
of loving Ray Vecchio. Not if he could help it. 

End