Poppy: …
Poppy: I’m speechless.
Turner: For once in your life??
Poppy: Oh—you’re so funny ;) Anyway. Back to my dream…you couldn’t get enough of me.
Poppy: Hands everywhere. Mouth everywhere. My shirt was gone.
Turner: And what was I doing to you in this dream?
Poppy: Playing with my boobs.
Turner: I mean—you do have great tits…
Poppy: Thank you for noticing.
Turner: How could I forget? When I close my eyes at night all I can think about is how fucking incredible you looked standing in my goddamn kitchen mostly naked.
Poppy: I…
Poppy: I’m so sorry about that.
Turner: Don’t apologize. Those visuals fuel my dreams LOL
Poppy: I didn’t realize I made such an impression.
Turner: Oh, you truly, truly did.
Poppy: Well, now I’m curious.
Turner: About what?
Poppy: What exactly are you imagining when you close your eyes?
Turner: All of it.
Poppy: Be more specific…
Turner: It’s graphic. I don’t want to be vulgar.
Poppy: Please. BE VULGAR.
Turner: In my dream you were sucking my dick.
Poppy: Were you begging for it?
Turner: No. You wanted to. You got on your knees and took your bra off and played with your tits before getting down between my legs and sucking me off. I woke up with cum all over my fucking underwear.
Poppy: That…
Poppy: Sounds like something I would do.
Turner: Stop it.
Poppy: Just being honest. I’m a girl that loves a good blow job.
Turner: Poppy, knock it off.
