Activity post; I send Pride a long, hot, and steamy visitor message. I slowly took my left hand, shaking off the sweat that had accumulated on it throughout my endeavors. I could feel myself getting hot and excited, even though I had just finished writing a visitor message to Folgorio. My right elbow bore down on the desk, making a red spot right on my upper forearm. I slowly reached out for the "H" letter. A drip of sweat, holding on by an atom's length, slowly stretches and dripped down onto my keyboard. I was shaking with anticipation, with desire. How could I wait so long? How HAD I wait so long? I finished typing out my message, reading it back to myself, slight twinge of a drawl in my voice. It was time. Time to blow these johns.