I've heard a rumour that my good friends jj1564 and milly_gal are going to Asylum 14.
Not that I'm in the habit of intimidating my friends or anything, but I want to make sure they know exactly what they're going to be letting themselves in for.
Because they're going to come face to face with ...
And if, by chance they manage to survive without keeling over from hottie exposure or drool dehydration, I feel a duty of care to make them understand exactly what they'll be getting up close and personal with ...
Gird your loins ladies ...
I know, it's terrifying!
I mean, losing the power of coherent speech is no laughing matter.
And the drool, I mean, it goes everywhere.
And it really hurts when you trip over your tongue.
It hurts even more when someone else treads on it.
Those eyes have magical powers; they can turn your mind into a blob of cold custard.
And panties are expensive to replace when they keep spontaneously combusting.
The smoke gets everywhere.
And when the ovaries explode ...
Well, that's just embarrasing.
Especially when they bounce off the ceiling ...
... and smack you in the ear.
Of course if you faint then you don't have to worry about any of the other stuff.
Except that fainting hurts too.
Floors are hard.
Don't get me started on the blood pressure.
Last time I met Jensen, I could have run an entire hyro-electric power grid.
Well, I suppose it saves on fossil fuels ...
Jensen's good for the environment.
Try telling that to my hormones.
They haven't quite recovered yet.
They're not likely to for the foreseeable future, either.
They took one whiff of Jensen's pheromones and boiled dry.
But the worst thing of all ...
Is that Jensen knows all this is going on ...
And the gorgeous bugger's not even sorry.
Really, not sorry at all.
... Still up for it?