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"Lord keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth."



A Scottish love story

A young Scottish lad and lass were sitting on a low stone wall, holding
hands, gazing out over the loch.

For several minutes they sat silently. Then finally the girl looked at
the boy and said, "A penny for your thoughts, Angus."

"Well, uh, I was thinkin... perhaps it's aboot time for a wee kiss."

The girl blushed, then leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

Then he blushed. The two turned once again to gaze out over the loch.

Minutes passed and the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your
thoughts, Angus?"

"Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps it's noo aboot time for a wee
cuddle." The girl blushed, then leaned over and cuddled him for a few
seconds. Then he blushed.

And the two turned once again to gaze out over the loch. After a while,
she again said, "Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."

"Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps it's aboot time you let me put my
hand on your leg." The girl blushed, then took his hand and put it on
her knee. Then he blushed.

Then the two turned once again to gaze out over the loch before the
girl spoke again. "Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."

The young man glanced down with a furled brow. "Well, noo," he said, 'my
thoughts are a wee bit more serious this time.' "Really?" said the lass
in a whisper, filled with anticipation.

"Aye," said the lad, nodding.

The girl looked away in shyness, began to blush, and bit her lip in
anticipation of the ultimate request.

Then he said, "Dae ye nae think it's aboot time ye paid me the first
three pennies?"

and they say you can't put a price on love!
Des x