Zel
Can do, but first I'll just state outright that no, my cock is not fluffy. Or covered in porcupine quills. Now there's something I never thought I'd say. That settled, back to innuendo.
Wynne? Man, that's awesome, I had no idea. I like her, she looks like a kindly grandmother type but she's made of steel underneath.
Zel, I...damn. Thank you. On both counts. To be honest I'll admit I'm partly (and you can guess which part) thinking "Use me, use me!" But it means a lot that you...fuck, words are hard and I'm crap at them.
Anyway. Tomorrow. Paintball. Or whatever, I don't care, I just want to see you.