Intense role play? Is that where I really, really, really believe I'm the postman and you're the insanely (and incongruously) hot housewife mowing the lawn in a French maid outfit, no panties, and stilettos (you know, to aerate the grass)?
This is "intense" compared to my "regular" role play where I pretend to be a loser dick-head that calls in sick to work so I can stay home (actually. my mother's house . . . but it's home to me) and post on SHMBs and call the fattest hookers on BP and try to get them to talk dirty over the phone so I can jack off, thereby getting my nut without actually spending any money. And yet it seems so real . . .
And, yes, you can bet your sweet (imaginary?) ass there are many more waaaay fucked up people up in Dallas than there are down here.
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