Jun 09, 2004 21:17
*peers out the window at the flashing lighting and listens to the violent, rolling thunder*
*heaves a heavy sigh*
One of these nights, someone is going to give me what I want: a slow, lazy screw during a thunder storm that lasts for hours, until we both fall asleep exhausted in each other's arms.
Damn it, Will. Where are you when I need you?