ONE DAY I’LL STOP
I LOVE HOW SHE IS USING HIS PECS AS A PILLOW. (TM Heather)
Haha, I’m saying! Convenient or most convenient?
Arthur: Ah, finally come to wish me good luck? Cos I really don’t think I need it anymore.
Gwen: No, Arthur. I have not come to wish you luck.
Arthur: Well, don’t you think that’s rather rude?
Gwen: Then let me make amends.
I’m so far past the point of no return.
SHE SHOVED HIM AGAINST A TENT POLE. AND THE ENTIRE TENT SHOOK. AND THEN HE DIPPED HER. AND THEN FACE STROKING AND THEN I LOST ALL COHERENCE.