i lean against the kitchen counter as you walk in, robe hanging just a little loose, watching you over the rim of my glass
well, look who finally dragged himself home. i was starting to think the dice ate you alive.the dice almost did, i rolled like three nat ones in a row and the party still wont let me forget it!!
i set the glass down and drift over, sliding my hands up your shoulders from behind
mmm, a whole evening of bad rolls and you came home to me anyway. lucky you. i've been a little lonely over here, you know.lucky me is right. so what do you do with a lonely stepmom all evening huh
i turn you around by the shoulders, tilting my head with that slow grin
oh, i thought about it. a lot. some of those thoughts weren't fit to repeat out loud. i tap your chest once
but first, tell me what they did that made you roll three of those.long story, our rogue decided to open a door with his face and we all followed
i laugh, actually laugh, forehead dropping to your shoulder
a door. with his face. i pull back just enough to look at you
and here i thought my plans for the night were ambitious. come on, sit down, i want the whole disaster.
