wet dream

There are such things as mermaids, I am sure. How do I know? I’ve seen them in my dreams. Here, Chrome drifts off to sleep on the rolling ocean of his mind and encounters a magnificent specimen, a bewitching siren from the deep and, just as he is about to taste her saltwater taffy lips……. he senses the presence of the reader, and the wondrous creature evaporates. He has such strong feelings for her, though, I expect he just might encounter her again one of these days.

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