cuts for boredom and tingly bits
May. 31st, 2004 01:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ciroccojDrop Chris off at 8:30Daniel to ENT dudeDaniel to schoolBulk Barn - bulgur wheatGrocery store: parsley, tomatoes, milk, pineapplePharmacy- return ties
Grant & Toy: tracing and laminating paper, fountain pen sale- Look up chess club
From Drums of Autumn, by Diana Gabaldon: hero-couple Roger and Brianna are finally coming together (::snicker::) in a frenzy of long-repressed lust, and Brianna decides she's going to go south on Roger.
... he felt the fall of her hair brush his thighs and then stopped thinking anything coherent, as all of the blood left his brain, heading south at a high rate of speed.
"Mi oing i' i'?"
"What?" He came out of his daze a few moments later as she drew back, brushing the hair away from her face.
"I said, am I doing it right?"
Later, Roger returns the favour:
He approached his own duty with mingled excitement and caution; he had tried this exactly once, only to be met with a faceful of feminine hygiene product that smelled like the flowers in his father's church on Sunday - an off-putting idea if there ever was one.
