R's older brother is a very good kisser. And I am an idiot.
Other shit: Boss and K carry on as though no other person works in the office. What's the draw, I wonder? K possesses great humor and proof of intelligence. Boss is capable of freeing his large ass from wedgies for all I can tell. Quickies too, evidently.
Other-er shit: I'm behind in my writing. Sage (hero) has been frozen in stasis for three days with a hard-on, poor sod, and a mind toward sensual vengeance on his romantic interest. My mental block is creating problems. I have no idea why, but ending a manuscript always does this to me. I don't believe it's because I'll miss them. Of course I shall. Still not the reason. Wish I knew what was.
Note to self: "Mia, repeat idiocy as soon as possible. It's preferable than falling for S's old scam."