Golden Shower first time

Woody had kissed her for the first time that evening,
oh he had kissed her on the cheek before, but never on
the lips, he was delighted when he pulled back and she
quickly returned the kiss. Quickly he whispered he
would wait till later in the night, and then when the
others were asleep he would come to her.

It seem like ages before he decided it was safe to ease
from the bed and join her, the room was dark when he
quietly approached her bed, even though he was unable
to see her, he knew she was awake. He lay down gently
beside her and felt her move to the side a bit, and
then he was holding her in his arms as they found one
another’s lips.

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Well, you’ll never be able to pee with it like this

Sunlight in my eyes, burning through the eyelids, hot on the rest of my body, bad case of cotton-mouth, and an overwhelming need to take that nice long first leak of the day. Not the best way to wake up in the world, but not bad by any means.

Last night came back slowly, and I recalled I was on the deck where I had curled up with a bottle of Bailey’s Irish Cream as the party wound down. My slight headache confirmed I had probably landed here as opposed to choosing to find a nice place to sleep off my happy buzz, but probably before I had completely ruined myself for today. Not bad.

Still hadn’t opened my eyes. Wasn’t planning to. Bright sun, bad karma. I reached down to the deck and felt around, hoping… no, not a bottle… no, not that bottle… ugh, what was that, salsa? Shit. Ah, there we go – sunglasses! Both hands involved now, open the frames, slip them over my ears, much darker now. Nice.
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