Not typically one to forecast the sexual climate, but….
Leigh, in response to a text from me earlier today letting her know THE Cuffs™ were coming out this evening, replied with a most not safe for work photo. We’ll just say I’ve never seen such pouty lips and leave it at that.
This, in turn, has escalated into a full-fledged sexting war of almost biblical proportions. At its zenith, by sheer chance, this song shuffled into rotation on iTunes:
The lyrics are absofuckinglutely perfect for right now, how I feel, where I’ve been…and what will happen later this evening. She’s actually very lucky she is not within arm’s reach at this moment.
Fate? Who knows?
What I do know is that I’m going to make it fucking r-a-i-n tonight, squirt by drop.