amyl33

So last night i was with Sidney Poitier, the young version from 1967 when he did To Sir With Love. His whole demeanor, everything about him drove me crazy. we were somewhere id never been, a huge bedroom, very luxurious. Egyptian cotton and huge fluffy pillows.
He talked to me as we made love, whispering in my ear and touching every inch of skin with his huge hands. It all felt so real, i even felt him inside me,, i felt every motion of him. my whole body moved to compliment his as we lay together.

- you can imagine my anger when my partner woke me up here to tell him what time it was-

8.05am

I went back to sleep and tried to pull it back,,, but it was too late,,, he had gone