A Lazy Afternoon

 

If you had told me a year ago I would be necking with Egon Spengler on the couch, I would've said you were nuts. But that's exactly what I'm doing.

And you're thinking. How can I be coherent with Egon trying to swallow my tongue and get our bodies to occupy the same space?

Damned if I know, but it is fun. Still…

I pull back. I love looking at him in the middle of nookie. Who knew an uptight, mold-loving scientist would look so good? It's enough to make you wonder what other degrees he's got under his belt….

 

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