Help me understand the little that I know.

[raybear]

To quote everyone from last night: I LOVE our monthly Hearts games. Sure, Marge, "playing Hearts". Is that what they're calling it these days? Such a dirty dirty sexy game. I don't know why I don't sit around naked with my friends more often.

Though technically vimandvigor was the first to post about the fabulous evening, I think I get a different award for being the first to write the morning after, especially since I was the only sad sap who have to be somewhere before noon. We didn't get home until 2 am and I was exhausted but I still didn't let dommeyourass go to sleep right away....I mean hell, I'm already going to be tired the next morning, what's another half an hour or so? Sometimes it's good to make time.

And now I'm stuck at my desk thinking lascivious thoughts and reliving moments from last night and at least this helps keep me awake when the coffee fails. Such a lucky boy am I.

Comments

[myloveisrobotic.livejournal.com]

I didn't know "sitting around naked" was part of the game of hearts.

I've been playing it wrong for all these years!
xo dillon

[raybear.livejournal.com]

well, when you come visit Chicago, I'll show you how it's done!

[drinkasyoupour.livejournal.com]

I cannot stop giggling maniacally.

I'm about to go sit and listen empathetically to a number of people talk about the serious problems they are having right now. I cannot be giggling in the middle of that!

[freakysparks.livejournal.com]

sounds like these hearts games can get out of control fairly quickly. you all need a houseboi for the evening to keep everyone refreshed and well-serviced, let me know -- a special outfit could be negotiated also.