Here's an entry I wrote on wordpad last night but fell asleep before posting. Seeing as the majority of this entry is conversations between Luke and I as I recall them, whatever is said by Luke is in italics and whatever is said by me is in normal print.
Luke came home from work today... Oh fuck, he always looks so good after work, all sweaty and dirty, hot and bothered, pissed off and thirsty... mmmmm. If I'm quick, I can jump his bones before he gets in the shower. Today I was very quick and grabbed him by the arm as soon as he walked in. I pushed him against the door as it slammed shut after him and mauled his mouth.
"It's too hot..."
"Then come to the bedroom. We'll put the fan on."
"I want a shower. I stink."
I told him I love the way he stinks and begged him, with my sad eyes, pouting, to come fuck me.
"Do you still feel sick?"
"Nope."
"Taken your meds?"
"Yes, daddy."
"Ok. We'll fuck. Because you've been a good boy..." Mrawr
Ohhh here's another conversational tidbit. I was in the kitchen putting ice in my drink. I threw the ice that had fallen on the floor from my end of the kitchen to the opposite end - the sink. Luke's in the living room and he's all,
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!! THROWING SHIT AROUND THE KITCHEN?"
"It was only ice..."
"SO? ICE DOESN'T JUST LIQUIDIFY MID-AIR. YOU COULD HAVE BROKEN SOMETHING."
"...Um... I think you mean liquify, babe."
"NO. I MEANT EXACTLY WHAT I SAID. LIQUIDIFY."
"Liquify."
"Liquidify."
"Liquify."
"You're wrong. I'm smarter than you."
"No you're-- where's the dictionary?"
"Don't get the dictionary involved! This is between you and me!"
*asks Ev on MSN*
"Ev says it's liquify!! I WIN I WIN I WIN I WIN I WIN!"
"What's an Ev!" Luke is giggling now. Yer, giggling. "Who is this Ev person?"
"My friend!"
"Then she can't be trusted!"
Then like five minutes later he's like...
"Wait a minute. Our oven isn't fan-forced? Is that why everything I put in there comes out undercooked?"
I'd say so...
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