Tuesday, August 2, 2011

WARM THOUGHTS

Someone's going to be late.

But the weather's so cold, can't get up from this bed.

Can't pull off these sheets.

Jerked off twice to stay awake.

Butt naked under these sheets, this is perfect.

Fuck work.

My longing is this warmth.

Informed the office I'll be unavailable.

Already expecting to see more raised eyebrows when I return.

But I don't care.

Because surely the boss will like this.

For it means his chubby ass will get screwed again.

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