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24 June 2005 @ 09:44 pm
chapter six of my day  
I apologize for the spam--it's like I'm dumping truckloads on you, tons of spam excavated from the bowels of the earth.

But anyway. I'm trying to write...

*crickets chirp*

I got nothing. Talk to me more, please? Really. Speak to me your non-smutty-but-kinky thoughts. I promise to chat back.

I mean...I'm not the only one online on a Friday night, right? On the whole Internet? Because that would just be sad.
 
 
 
(Anonymous) on June 25th, 2005 03:02 pm (UTC)
My non-kinky idea: being extremely turned on but trapped in a situation (at work? on a mission?) with other people in close proximity and not being able to do anything about it, but your mate nonetheless totally picking up on your mood and throwing these little cues your way, inciting and flirting and making it worse, sort of a mini consummation. Still managing to fly under the radar of the other people who are around--or not, managing, quite, but that's cool too.