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I'm pinned. Send help.
(lemmy.today)
Going on about 2 hours now. My forearm is keeping her rump from rolling off the pillow. I can't feel my fingers. My diet coke is just out of reach. I want to play some Oblivion but she says I can't have my arm back yet.
The ceiling fan was going. Her every need is anticipated.
Oh. she still wants the fan-waiving servant. Preferably in puce and lime-green livery with gold trim.