Another night, another dream. The majority of it is beyond me, but I remember lying in bed, naked, with FBS wrapped around me, also naked, and we were just talking.
It was reminiscent of an actual night we spent together, then spent most of the next day lying in bed, talking, only rising in the middle of the afternoon. And despite us both being naked, it wasn't a sexual dream that I can recall.
While the details weren't exactly the same as my memory of that day, the vibe was similar and the thought of being wrapped around a naked woman was pleasing. As was the memory itself.
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