Fantasy Becoming Flesh
A romantic drive in the dark August evening destroys the good intentions to cool down.
Tuesday, July 27, 2004. Calling Your Fanboy“Hello, what a surprise. How are you doing on a hot day like this?” “What can you expect a teacher does on her holiday? She calls her favourite fanboy.” Laughter. “Your fanboy is missing your voice. Your laughter flickers like a mountain stream.” “You wicked charmer.” “I miss the stars in your eyes!” “You are impossible!” “And your soft lips. Mmm.” Giggle. I continued, “You are t...