I had a strange dream about watching a movie with a boy, and letting him make the opening maneuvers in that extravagant game that humans play when they want to initiate a good healthy make-out session. Then, while the game was in play, I indulged in a good bit of a sofa-tussle, and then stopped it all, pushed him away, continued on with the rest of the movie in the name of friendship.
Strange. So unlike me. I'm never that sensible, especially when it comes to making out on a couch.
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