Thursday Thirteen

As the end of my period of torture draws near, I begin to wonder if I will make it past these next 11 1/2 days. I find that in the absence of massive quantities of alcohol, a little bit of fantasy goes a LONG way.....

Thirteen things that I fantasize about while looking at this picture



1. Playing the guitar that is apparently being offered to me.

2. Throwing Michael on that leopard skin sofa in the background and having my way with him.

3. Removing that leather jacket, then the t-shirt, then....

4. Running my fingers through all of that beautiful naturally blonde hair.

5. Letting those same fingers enjoy the softness of all af that lovely pale skin.

6. Removing those dark glasses and gazing into the most beautiful blue eyes in the world!

7. Holding him close and assuring him that I will not let anyone hurt him ever again!

8. Kissing every single inch of that body.

9. Making everyone who has ever hurt him pay!

10. Spending hours on end writing music with him.

11. Spending even more time in deep and meaningful conversation with him.

12. Clipping the "stringy monsters" off his guitar.

13. Having my way with Michael, repeatedly, in places other than that sofa...