Thursday, January 15, 2004

Last night, I dreamt that we were assassins in training. You were forced to wrap my naked body in bedsheets as an excersize in detaining your subject. I was startled that you were one of the few that was chosen for this special project. Your fingers lingered around my waist a little longer than they should have...naughty you. Although I was your "victim" in this role play, I didn't struggle much.

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My favorite color is Chartreuse. I love the gust of breeze that is accompanied by the clunking sound of the train as it approaches.