So, this morning I asked Teena for some honey, to go with my oatmeal. But why did she look at me like it had sexual some kinda sexual undertone? And then, suddenly, I felt that maybe there WAS a sexual undertone; and there was that dark GUILTY feeling! But I LIKE THOSE DARK, GUILTY FEELINGS! So, I looked back at her as if (yes) I meant it that way… and somehow my peaceful, sedate morning turned into a sexual fantasy (with a side of oatmeal!) OMG its gonna be one of those days! (Wonder if she feels violated?) Hee hee #relentless #relentlessaaron #urbanlit
