I do not own anything from Janet; I just love to play with her peeps. I also do not own anything from Gary Chapman who wrote the book the five love languages or any song I choose to use in this story.

PROLOUGE

His massive dark hand slid up my outer thigh and over my hip. His thick fingers dipped into the waist band of my little panties, pulling them off in one fluid motion. His kiss was firm yet everything a girl would want from a kiss. He parted my legs and settled between them, when he entered me, I cried out because of the sheer size of him.

"Ohhhh Tank"

BEEP BEEP BEEP I heard and sat up right in my bed. I looked around my bedroom but Tank was nowhere to be found and he was one you would never miss. Relaxing my fist I had clutching my blanket to my chest, I realized it had just been a dream. I had just had a sex dream about Tank!. God I really needed to end this dry spell of not getting any, now I'm dreaming about TANK! I have got to do something about this; I can't keep dreaming of the guys like this, it's embarrassing.

Getting out of bed I try to shake off the dream that I had just had. Getting in the shower I took care of what needed to be done and then gave myself grief for what I'd actually done. Putting my clothes on, I fed Rex and ran out the door.

Rolling up to the Bonds office door, I parked. I knew it was still a little too early for Connie to open the office up but the book store next to us was open, crossing the lot, I walked in and smiled at Maggie who was behind the counter. Wandering around the stacks of books for a while nothing seemed to grab my attention that I wanted to read. Winding myself around the store I found myself in front of a shelf that read Relationship Self Help.

"Well I gotta do something" I said as I scanned the books on the shelf

"I haven't been with a guy in months and now I'm dreaming of Tank!" I said as I took a book off the shelf

Looking at the little purple book with a heart on it, I read the title "The five love languages by Dr. Gary Chapman"

"Ohhh that's a good book" a woman said next to me

"It is?"

"Oh yes, it helps you figure out what you and your spouse's love language is. Do you know yours?"

"Ummm no, I've never heard of this before" I told her

"Oh then you really need to read that book. When you find out your language it shows you how to speak it then, you figure out your spouses and speak theirs and they yours. It's how to effectively love each other and communicate better to make a relationship work. It really helped my husband and me. We have never connected like we do now and now our relationship is strong and loving" She gushed

"Wow"

"Yea honey get it. It's fun to find out what your love language is and what your partners is"

"Maybe I will" I said "thanks" I told the woman. I wasn't married or anything but it would be nice to know what language I was and what language the guy I was with was. If it's true what the woman said then it would help me have a stronger relationship when I get in one. What the hell, can't hurt can it? Taking the book up to the counter I paid for it and dropped it into my shoulder bag.