I had a dream that I was Sarah Jessica Parker, AKA Carrie Bradshaw, and I was having sex with Charlotte, Miranda, and Samantha. Yup, all four of us going at like crazy in a posh hotel room in NYC, of course, and it was graphic. Porno-styles. Close-up shots and everything. I will spare you the details, J kinda gagged a little when I told him about it, but it was Miranda that "finished the race" for me, if you know what I mean.
What? Miranda?
Then Charlotte was all in love with me and thought we should forever have sex and be lovers and all that, and Samantha was like "Oh, lesbian orgies? It happens. And they're fabulous."
This is what happens when I don't get laid. I do not hold myself accountable.