I can feel it. Can you feel it?
Time for a New Imaginary Boyfriend.
Sure, I'm a fickle fuck, but it's cold and I'm grabbing at anything that will keep me warm.
And I have a feeling that good ole' Number 9 here will keep me warm. And then some.
Number 9 on his square cut trunks. Number 1 in my heart.
Now, let's see if I can unlace those... with my teeth.
Please, you know I can. I learned that trick in middle school.
Thanks to Speedo Junkie for introducing me to Mr. Perfect here.