"How Do You Want Your Eggs ?"

Debbi stretched out languidly in bed and opened her eyes sleepily. She registered that it was Sunday morning. Then her foot brushed against another person's leg. Huh ? Oh, yeah. She remembered. Oh well, can't be helped !

Deacon grunted. "I suppose you want breakfast ?" asked Debbi, still drowsy. Deacon yawned. "Breakfast be good" he replied. Debbi sat up. "What plans do you have for today ?" She didn't really want the black youth hanging around all day and was relieved at his reply. "I have to get to church." Debbi was a little incredulous. "Church ?" she queried. "Yep, my mum would kill me if I skipped" Deacon explained. "St Mary's ?" Debbi wondered. "Nah, Pentecostal." As a somewhat lapsed Catholic, Debbi felt a little guilty that it was months since she'd been to confession. She told Deacon to stay where he was while she had a quick shower and made breakfast.

Deacon's phone chirped while he was lying there.

"Yo"

"Hi Deacon, it's me"

"Jody, what's happening ?"

"Did you get home OK yesterday ?"

"Er, um, yeah"

A voice called from the kitchen. "How do you want your eggs ?" Deacon tried to shield the phone. "Er, scrambled be fine."

"Who was that ?" said Jody.

"Oh nothing, no-one."

"That sounded just like No-E's voice ?"

"No, er, it was nobody."

A voice in the kitchen began to sing. "Look at me, I'm Miz No-E; Dancin' in my knickers for the world to see !" Debbi had just thrown on a t-shirt and knickers after her shower.

"That is No-E !" exclaimed Jody. "Did you shag her ?"

"A gentleman doesn't divulge" Deacon replied, adopting a cod accent.

"Yay, way to to go Deacon. You the man ! One nil to the brothers" laughed Jody. "I always said what she needed was a good seeing to !"

"Yeah, er, well..."

"Anyway, what I called for was about this Rag Week. Can you and the guys come up with a proper backing track for the Miz No-E rap ?"

"Sure. Be no problem."

"Brilliant. I'll mail you the full lyrics. Be good, don't do anything I wouldn't do !" Jody chuckled.

Debbi came in with the laden breakfast tray. "Who was that ? Your mum ?"

"Er, yeah. Reminding me about church." Looking at Debbi in her t-shirt and knickers was making him hard again !