Emotion

      Ah yes. The dream is soothing. A beautiful lady and waffles.
      She brings me the waffles in a blue plaid shirt with white tights
      and black spats. I will pour honey on the waffles on top of the
      melted butter. Yummy.

      She sits quitely opposite me; smiling. I slowly chew my waffles.
      Her shirt becomes transparent and vanishes. I pour honey on
      her breasts and slowly nibble. Her white tights are stained with
      honey.

      I rub her tights with a napkin. There is melted butter all about spilling
      off her lap. I lick it. I ask for waffles. Her hooha is shaped like a waffle.
      I chew slowly. She whistles.

      I love waffles.



      :)