Ding, Dong, Dubbs Is Gone

Chris left on Tuesday and now Reagan's gone home until early June. So that means I've got the place all to myself, free to do as I please. I'm showering with the door open. Hell, I'm shitting with the door open. I'm going to walk to and fro with nary a stitch on, sporting a raging hard-on just because I can. For the next two weeks, my penis and I are kings of all that we survey. Cast your eyes upon my turgid member and tremble.