Okay, seriously. Why the hell does the universe hate me so much? Mikuo went in for a 'new upgrade' and comes back looking like he's half dressed. Okay, not even half dressed. One third dressed. I'm gonna fuckin' explode. He probably thinks I am a pervert.. the way I keep staring. But man, how can I not? My eyes are glued and my hands are tied.. well, no they aren't. I want to touch him more than I've ever wanted anything. I want to make him mine. The only reason 'm not lookin' right now is cause he's left the room.. regrettably.
'S seriously not fair that Akaito got his way.. but I really don't wanna do it like that. He should be willing, y'know? But mannn.. I swear I'm getting the biggest fucking urge in my pants ever. And it happens every single time I see the kid. I seriously hope he hasn't noticed.. 'cause he must feel so creeped out right now.
.. Mikuo, it's time for the sex talk.
