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fandomtownies2009-06-04 08:09 am
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Android's Dungeon, Thursday, 6/4
The thing about Sarah Walker's sex life was, it usually didn't exist. There'd been a couple almost normal (completely normal, if you ignored that Sarah lied to them every other sentence) short-term boyfriends in college and while she was training at Langley, then Bryce, then a whole lot of sexual frustration broken by a few flings in Fandom. It was fine. She just set boyfriends off to the side as another thing she didn't get to have and went about her business.
Somehow, though, this week she was thinking about the whole thing a lot. Not in her usual self-pity way, either, but in a few good dreams, a sudden focus on stubble and muscular chests, and the general sense that it would be nice to see somebody else naked again. Sarah didn't think much about her feelings, then or ever: She put it down to a vague sense she might finally be getting over Chuck and went back to reorganizing the store. She kept getting distracted by Arachnid Boy collections -- she'd never noticed how hot he was out of spandex.
Android's Dungeon was open. And full of lots of drawings of pretty people in skintight clothing.
[OOC: Damn, the OCD wishes it was your lover. It would rock you until daylight comes. And it went to take a cold shower and deal with those feelings.]
Somehow, though, this week she was thinking about the whole thing a lot. Not in her usual self-pity way, either, but in a few good dreams, a sudden focus on stubble and muscular chests, and the general sense that it would be nice to see somebody else naked again. Sarah didn't think much about her feelings, then or ever: She put it down to a vague sense she might finally be getting over Chuck and went back to reorganizing the store. She kept getting distracted by Arachnid Boy collections -- she'd never noticed how hot he was out of spandex.
Android's Dungeon was open. And full of lots of drawings of pretty people in skintight clothing.
[OOC: Damn, the OCD wishes it was your lover. It would rock you until daylight comes. And it went to take a cold shower and deal with those feelings.]