"Frank! It's only me."

"Oh, hi Debra." I nervously replied as our eyes met. Debra smiled then her face contorted as she realised that I was nervously poking my head and shoulders around the door.

"Frank?" The copper haired beauty asked, "have I....called at a.....bad time?"

"Sort of." I replied; flustered and raised my eyebrows.

"Oh." She playfully grimaced as the scenario in the kitchen dawned on her. "I'll, Ehm...leave you to....ahem....get on with it." Her face was a picture as she grinned and winked at me.

"Ok, I'll....ahem (cough)....ring you later." I gulped as Marie cupped my bollocks from behind.

Still grinning Debra gave me a little wave then...