I was delirious with sleep and happiness when I hit the pillow last night. I just kept thinking about FINGER and all the wonderful adventures we will have in the future. I thought about how FINGER and I would go traveling to festivals, how we would go camping together- just to bond-, how we would cook dinner for each other like bugs on log and spaghetti bolognese, and how we would give each other erotic yet scientifical massages late into the night. Of course it led to me imagine how I might one day meet Finger’s parents and of course that led me to imagine how Finger might one day propose. Which of course led me to imagine even more erotic yet scientifical massages which were mostly erotic and performed in a circle. (blush)
Oh, FINGER! You started calling me “Pinky” as a cute nickname because I’m so short. And, oh, how I loved you for it! My heart, buried deep inside my buxom bosom, swelled with pride and burst with love for you.
I was happy.
So I slept.
