Beau-T and the beast.

Picture it, last night after 1:00 a.m., I am sound asleepwhen John comesto bed in his t-shirt, tighty whitey's and socks. John Heinbuch comes to bed and I sleep through it, an all out miracle. Moments aafter John has climbed in to bed, I realize he is taking his shirt off. I find this odd since he always wears a t-shirt to bed unless he thinks he has a chance of getting lucky. So, I saw all of this out of the corner of a sleepy and fall back to sleep. THis morning John was bragging about how I allowed to him to snuggle next to me and he was so happy that he took that shirt off thinking he may get some action. Hello, I was asleep. By now the man should knowthat the second his rough, long, itchy leg hairs touch me I would throw him out. If I do not wake up, cry rape, or something of that nature I will not be the active participant you are looking for.