It’s 6 am in the morning, of course i havent slept. But that’s not the interesting part.
It’s funny how a night out makes you think of past. What makes it strange is the fact that i was remembering my English literature classes back in school. Of course then this had to come up. I looked it up on net and read it once more; after some 4-5 years i guess.
I still had the ticklish feel good feeling at climax. It had the same effect on me, I was smiling.