Love That’s Out Of This World
By day I see myself as Clark Kent – or maybe a girl version of him. I’m working hard at the day job, trying not to blow my cover. Then, in the face of danger – or in my case, at night, I’m a super-hero.
In my head, I’m fighting crime wearing a black-leather cat-suit. Of course I have the body to make my outfit work. I’m wearing a black mask, with my glossy (and split-end free) black hair hanging down my back. To top this uber cool (and slimming) ensemble off, I’m wearing fire engine red lipstick over full, pouty lips. On my skinny sexy legs, I have on stiletto boots that ride up to my knees.
Now I’m ready to fight crime – cool like (wha-cha).
Oh wait, I let my imagination run away from me. I don’t fight crime, I spin tales in my pajamas. Which, to keep the flow on the cool side, could be imagined not as flannel with snowflakes pictured on them, but as black silk.
So with my black silk pajamas on, after putting in hard hours at the day job, at night I sit at my computer looking cool as hell and spin tales of alien invasions, sexy alien kings, tough-as-nails Earth women, fighting, murder and of course, alien dismemberment.
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