A warm sweater is nice and cozy in this weather. And it nicely hides the fancy underwear that I did not put on for my friends. To them, I'm the same as always. And that is true, I did not change significantly. I had a good night, laughed, and had a good meal. All while carrying a secret. There are moments I forget. There are moments I remember.

Maybe I always had the potential to be this. There are some deviations between how people behave in different groups, in different situations, or in different conversations. It is that different to behave differently before a hypnodom on the internet than with one's friends?

When I come home after the evening out, I remove the sweater. My eyes become vacant when I see the words on my chest. Hidden all along till they are set free. My body is on display with fancy underwear that makes the whole situation much more sexy.

I drop deeper and wait.