An open letter.

[lyssie]

Dear Kara Thrace and Samuel Anders,

Please stop having sex in my head while I'm driving to work.

It's not that I don't like the sex, it's that I have no way of recording it so others can enjoy it, too. And, no, I will NOT be writing porn for you at work.

Likewise, please explain the disturbing nesting bit you tossed at me whilst I was glaring at job 35 (again. I don't think that job is going to ever fucking be over with). Because, Kara, I'm pretty sure you don't want kids.

No love,

Lyssie

PS. Why can't you be having sex in my head NOW?

Comments

[rhi-silverflame.livejournal.com]

*flails kind of a lot*

They need to stop doing that when you can't be sharing it with me.

Also, like, can you send them to maybe have sex in my head while I'm at work? Just to spice up the day a little bit?

[sharon-valerii.livejournal.com]

They do. Although. I might have written some of it down, though it wasn't terribly coherent due to being written long-hand while trying not to let coworkers see...

*sends them over* Ask about the wallsex.