Waking up in the morning, Lo walks into the living room where I sit on the couch sipping my hot coffee and reading e-mails. She is naked and she curls up next to me.
“Morning,” I say.
She nuzzles her way in, under the blanket draped over me.
“Whatcha doin’?”
“Just reading some fan mail you’ve received.”
Lo receives a lot of fan mail.
Her eyes suddenly grow wide and she looks more carefully. She’s not used to seeing without her glasses. “Anything interesting?” she asks as she snuggles up more closely.
“Yeah, a lot.”
“Mmmmm, tell me all about it.”
“Well, this guy sent you a few pics of himself.”
She turns the laptop to her so she can see all-the-more. “Meh,” she says, unimpressed with what she sees.
Turning the laptop back toward me, I scroll down a bit. “This guy sent you a series of pics of himself getting off to your photos.”
She again turns the computer to her exclusive sightline. “Oh, I like that. I like that a lot.”
I have to wrest the computer back to show her more. “This couple sent in a request.”
“Oh? And what do they want?”
“They’d like you to take pics of yourself jillin’ it to her photos.”
“Let me see!”
I turn the computer to her and she looks at the submission. She looks and looks.
“Well?” I finally ask.
“I’ve got some ideas.”
“I bet you have.”
She begins rubbing her puss now under the blanket.
“What else?”
“I’m afraid to show you.”
“Why?”
“I think you’ll get too riled up.”
“I like getting too riled up.”
“It’s too early for too riled up.”
“It’s never too early or too late. When it’s too late, you just wait a little and it will soon be early. When it’s too early, just wait and soon it will be late. Right now is the best time for some riling up.”