especially since i can now sit by window [I Love Falling Asleep To The Sound Of Rain]

in my new reading chair and look outside. i can hear the rain and sleet pecking on the window. as the temperature drops the rain has turned to sleet and snow. wrapped in a warm blanket i can finally enjoy an almost perfect evening. the only thing missing is her. i dont know her name nor where to find her. sometimes she is a blond, usually brunette with long thick hair and curves that fit my big hands perfectly. sometimes i imagine her petite, slim with perky breasts and nice thick bush to rub my hand thru. she might be wearing only knee high socks and nothing else. she loves more than anything to cuddle up in my lap and rubbing up against me. guiding my mouth to her breast as i fell her long soft hair brush my face. feeling her hand reaching into my pants. she is always ready for some fun and games. and then poof...i wake up to my lonely world once more