The young Scottish lad and lassie were seated on a low stone wall, holding hands, gazing out over the loch.
She looked at he and said, “A penny for your thoughts, Angus.”
“Well, uh, Margaret, I was thinkin' …perhaps it's aboot time for a wee lil' kiss.”
Margaret blushed, but leaned over and kissed Angus lightly on the cheek.
Angus blushed.
They again gazed out over the loch.
Soon enough, Margaret spoke again. “Another penny for your thoughts, Angus.”
“Well, uh, I was thinkin' …perhaps it's aboot time for me to put me hand on your leg.”
Margaret blushed and nodded demurely.
Angus blushed as he felt her comely leg.
Then they gazed out over the loch some more.
Soon Margaret said, “Another penny for your thoughts, Angus.”
“Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps it's aboot time I felt your chest.”
Margaret blushed and nodded again.
Angus blushed again.
Then they once again gazed over the loch.
Soon, Margaret quietly said, “Another penny for your thoughts, Angus.”
He looked at her with furrowed brow. “Well, Margaret, this time me thoughts are more serious.”
“Oh?” whispered Margaret, filled with anticipation.
“Aye,” said Angus, who continued, “Dae ye nae think it's aboot time ye paid me them first three pennies?”
