Dream last night, in a spa/hot tub type room with cute girl I know, both wrapped in towels (*wakka chikka* this is gonna get good)
Me: Well I guess it's time for me to go
Her: Aw really? I thought we could have some... fun
Me: (move closer)
Her: Hey back up buddy, not like that
Me: (move back)
Her: Hey where are you going? I ... wanna show you something
Me: (latch the door)
Her: Uh, what are you doing? No way
Me: (unlatch door)
Her: Aw, are you leaving already?
Me: WHAT DO YOU WANT??
Her: Duh, I want YOU, silly!
Me: (put hand around her waist)
Her: Ugh ... perv, much?
Just like real life. My brain is by far my own worst wingman. If it's not making my nerves shot when am opportunity presents, it's c-teasing me WITH MYSELF