Jane's been talking with Sam.
I've been IM'ing Anne.
Some huge screwfest, or maybe just dinner, is right around the corner; I can feel it in my bones. (No, not my boner; my bones.)
I'm amused that this seems to be taking on a quality beyond just casual sex.
So long as I get mine, do I really care?
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