"When does school let out for you? They can't possibly keep you there all evening! Anyway, give me a shout. I've got . . . ideas."
This is how an email from Mr. Wonderful to me began, and I have to say, it got my libido running on full speed. Ideas... that could be so many things! I love how it's left open to my imagination.
So, a call was made and plans were solidified - after class, I will be going to his place. This time, I will be prepared. Toothbrush. Toothpaste. Maybe a change of underwear. Because I know what one of his ideas is... and I'm okay with that. After all, it's not like I have to work tomorrow.