"Weel, tha missus won't be up fer another hour...tis just ye and me," said Ellen taking off her spectacles.

"Oh... Well, I suppose we don't have much time to waste, then," said Randy. He was only now becoming slightly nervous with the realization that he'd never attempted to mate with a human. They seemed so small and fragile, though admittedly this one somewhat less so than most he'd met previously.

Ellen grinned and gave him a kiss, "You done this before?" she asked, sensing his nervousness.

He gave a soft chuckle. "Never in a kitchen," he answered jokingly. How was he to tell her that he was used to women who were over six feet tall and of a much sturdier species? Even among his own kind, he was considered large and quite powerful. Of course, he would just have to tread carefully--and surely it would be well worth the extra consideration. What a lovely creature...

Ellen chuckled and pushed him back onto the table, "Weel, ye just tak it easy noo an' let me lead, a'richt?" she said positioning herself so that she was straddling his waist.

He raised an eyebrow at her. It seemed unconventional, but it did make things simpler. "I like the sound of that just fine."

An hour later Ellen smoothed her skirts back into place, "How do ye feel?" she asked.

"I think I may be spending more time in the kitchen from now on," Randy replied. And no need to be particularly concerned about the size of her, he noted to himself.

"Guid, I'll be glad fer tha...company," said Ellen, giving him a kiss.

He returned the kiss. "You should meet with me when we've got a bit more time," he offered. "An hour certainly goes by quickly."

"So it does, noo, I'll ha ta tend to makin more breakfast for the missus, ye go and see to Alissa, she'll likely be in the study this time of day," said Ellen giving him a gentle shove towards the door.

Randy smiled and nodded, checking to make sure that everything was in place before he went to find Alissa.

Alissa was in the study, a book was open in her lap but her gaze was directed at the window and the birds outside.

"Good morning, Miss Summerville," Randy greeted her as he approached.

Alissa started, accidentally dropping her book, "Oh...Mr. Baker, hello," she said nervously, "You..you can call me Alissa if you want."

"And you can call me Randy," he answered brightly before picking up her book and placing it on the table in front of her. "Were we supposed to be reading something?"