Pleasant Dreams
Dream of her, and I'll take care of you. I had peeled myself away from you. I wanted to hold you till sunrise, but nature called. I used the bathroom, washed my hands, and took a few minutes to clean some crusty messes out of my pubic hair. Fondly remembering how that had gotten there. I went back to join you in the bed. And under the moonlight that poured in the window, I was struck by your beauty. Honestly, you were a mess, but a beautiful one. Your hair is ta...