You sound like Sash. He's been having kink fantasies about that scarf, and only the scarf, since it came into existence. He did. I mean, it wasn't easy to sit down and face head-on, but we sorted it. I know, it's freaky how accurate he is, huh? He doesn't just turn it on and off at will, it just hits him. He doesn't understand it. I bet it was their blessing, though. Like, I think Andi gave us hers too. She trusts me with him, and that's special. I'm not overloaded. You can't be overloaded by nice things. I need more nice things. When do you think?
Can't say I blame him, Smoosh. Talk about a sexy kink. Might be fun for you to test drive it :D So, no setting up a psychic line and objectifying his empathic skill to make some quick cash? Grief's hard, I know we hold onto a lot of hope they're still with us, but you doubt. At least, I did until Sash came over to us. You're a sweetie, Smoosh. Never change. Maybe, two weeks? Nuts, right?
He hasn't been into kink before. It's hot. He can control it about as much as someone can control a post-nachos fart. Even if he could, no fucking way. No one's objectifying him. I guess you just take from it what you need. Two weeks? Bloody hell. Are you just doing a City Hall thing? You can't do that, you have to make it special. You need to remember it forever.
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