That bastard.
Caution: May be slightly NSFW. But I don't feel like cutting it.
I don't know how.
I don't know why.
I hardly know when.
Did I mention I don't know how?
But for the last three nights, I've had sex dreams about Russell that end with me waking up in the millisecond before we, er, "join." Very. Very. Vivid ones.
HOW IS HE DOING THIS???
I know he's in Chicago. I didn't know he was some sort of master of hypnosis. Or that he was friendly with Morpheus, the Bringer of Dreams.
(In one of them, we had a foursome that included Mal from Firefly. This is the one Russell was most excited about. Yeah, I chose a good guy.)
So, I'm just sort of...angry and frustrated and horny. And have been for three days. BALLS ON THIS.
*cries*
I don't know how.
I don't know why.
I hardly know when.
Did I mention I don't know how?
But for the last three nights, I've had sex dreams about Russell that end with me waking up in the millisecond before we, er, "join." Very. Very. Vivid ones.
HOW IS HE DOING THIS???
I know he's in Chicago. I didn't know he was some sort of master of hypnosis. Or that he was friendly with Morpheus, the Bringer of Dreams.
(In one of them, we had a foursome that included Mal from Firefly. This is the one Russell was most excited about. Yeah, I chose a good guy.)
So, I'm just sort of...angry and frustrated and horny. And have been for three days. BALLS ON THIS.
*cries*