Textual Relations

I was trying to catch up on some sleep last night- I went alone to bed around 1:45 and fall asleep pretty much as my face was falling to hit the pillow. I get jarred awake by the sound of my phone’s text ring and look over to see it’s 2:50am. Mother fucker. The text is from Fratboy and he’s wanting to start up a dirty text session. Arg! I set my phone on silent and peaced out on consciousness.

I woke up this morning to new text messages, from Fratboy and The Baber, the last one timestamped at 4:50am. Now I’m all for late nights and sex but come on! At least it feels good to be wanted

This last week of classes is going to be interesting I gather- and there’s a big ol’ celebration going on at my house this Saturday so I can only hope that’ll be the climax…

Anybody else get late night text messages wanting sex during the week?

-Fousheezy