fantasy: you’ve dreamed of him for years, and he smells exactly like you’d imagined. in his arms, you feel small, thrillingly helpless. he draws you into a warm, overwhelming embrace, tips your chin back, and gazes into your eyes. “I’ve always wanted this,” he whispers, and then he kisses you – a deep, perfect, tickling kiss.
reality: his beard smelled like Easy Cheese I couldn’t do it