I HAD THE HOTTEST DREAM

mmmm. yeah.

I woke up this morning all warm and fuzzy; I knew I'd had a hot dream, but I couldn't remember the details.

Then I got in the shower... and slowly, slowly as I slathered body wash (slowly) all over my wet skin, I started to remember. Flashes through my brain. mmmm yeah. so hot.

I was in a Target, in the home improvement section, and randomly there was a bin of purses. Real leather! They were marked down because the security tags had made a hole, and some of them were starting to tear. I didn't care. Most of them were marked to 8.98, but I found one that was marked 6.98, and I switched the TAGS! effffff yeah...mmmm...so hot.

Then I took the purse to the checkout, and the target lady was like, "oh yeah?...." and she scanned it all slow, and I could see the hot jealousy in her eyes. She didn't even KNOW that I had switched the tags. I know she wanted to tear my eyes out, or make out with me. Or both. mmmm yeah.

It was dark purple leather. With a yellow lining. YELLOW, so I would be able to see my shit inside. mmmm yeah. give it to me! The strap was kind of short, but it was a hobo, so I knew that with stuff in it and the zipper undone, it would drape low enough that I could swing my elbow through and easlily glide it onto my hot, naked, wet soapy shoulder. mmmm yeah.

Thanks Target dream. I didn't know I was so into purses...being bad feels good. mmmm yeah.