Finding your way into hearts takes more than a little opening of your own heart. Once done, it changes your empathy so that some emotion in the right dose can be added while being operational. Kind of like the Rock w/ a boner.

Pause-shifting right into make-out material, the wind-blown lady rescuer won't ass-kiss the wind just because it's a soul-source wannabe.

The joy of insertion gets the toot-sweet thoughts stirring but current channels flip off the ixnay switch. Bin Dun reads the cornbread scrawl.

Sleeves are 3 in 1 like the adapter where imagined dialogues occur. The ones with the happy endings. Scriptwriting never was a friend of mine but the skin-touch contrived conversations provide enough imagination to get faux fantasized. Great 'tate.