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[. . . stabbing into a pressure point with his finger]

[ ow ow TICKLING UNDER HIS KNEE]

[knees him]

Edited 2012-05-04 03:50 (UTC)

[catching it and holding it]

[bluh, rolling over]

Jack and Glen. Don't ask about that woman. And I'm never going to like that.

[kisses his shoulder and rolls out of bed]

Yessir. What do you want for breakfast?

A nap.

[tsun tsun, my pillows love me]

I'll pick something that takes a while then.

[don't care, Dormouse says it's time to be dead asleep]