When hungry, eat. When sleepy, sleep. When horny, fuck. Spending the best weekend with a close colleague, lazing around and having sex until morning. 东条夏

Probably, this is what it feels like when you cross the line. With a colleague I occasionally have dinner with, today we eat at home as usual. Sometimes I feel like pizza. Somehow, I miss the last train and decide to stay over. We try sleeping in the same bed. Nothing happens, but it feels different. It's amazing how just a small trigger can turn a friendship into something more. Utterly relaxed, completely natural. I'm hungry...