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LadyLilith said:
If the doorbell 'rang.' :) I'm an English major, don't hold it against me.
First off...I'd be pinching myself and wondering if I had been involved in a car crash, and then had slipped into a coma and I didn't remember it. But then I would probably shrug and think, 'Oh well, I've got Alan for sexual fantasies during my coma, why would I complain?' I would graciously invite him inside, fix him something to eat or drink or whatever and say that he can watch TV, and then I would be right back out.
After that, I would be sure that everything was in place: I would be shaven in all the right places ( ;) ), had deodorant on, teeth were brushed, my breath and myself smelled nice, etc. etc. Do up my hair and makeup, dig around for a sexy outfit...then slink back in seductively and have my way with him. ;)
And if it was all actually real, who cares? So I have a restraining order, big deal.
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