thats the down side of having to sleep during the day. i dont get to enjoy the comfort of the cool breeze that the night brings. so instead of waking up at 5pm, the heat would wake me up at 12nn muttering before i open my eyes, "where the fuck has the roof gone to?"
it would feel like the sun is blaring directly down on me and the little room would start being a microwave.
so i get up and out the room to pee, and lo and behold him asleep on this favorite couch (situated rignt outside my door) sans shirt, sans jeans but definitly NOT sans erection.
lord... i though my fantasies of straddling him on that couch everytime i see him sleeping there were the works of a perverted mind but HOW.CAN.I.HELP.IT?
so i stand there awed for millisecond, then i immediately draw back in a jerk, close my room's door, lean on it and breathe...
i look at the bed and i think, "when am i going to get laid again?" and depression sets in.
but then again it just might be the heat.
these are the things that make me feel: rawr