Twenty minutes after Lois and Clark had arrived at the farmhouse, a haphazard trail of clothes extended from the back door through the living room and up the stairs - and a breathy silence had fallen in the bedroom.
"Wow," Lois said. "What have you done to me? I can't keep my hands off you."
Clark had noticed that. "I'm not complaining," he said.
"I thought you said we were coming back to Smallville to - and I quote - 'work on the farm'."
"That *was* work," Clark said with a wink. "See how breathless we are."
"You should get out of bed, try to locate your clothes, and get your cute butt into your barn to see to your neglected animals or crops or whatever else you have out there."
Thanks!
Corrina.
